by Samuel Pepys (1633 - 1703)
Clouds (1.2.1664)
Language: English
To the coffee-house, where I heard Lieutenant-Collonell Baron tell very good stories of his travels over the high hills in Asia a bove the cloudes. How clear the heaven is above them. How thick, like a mist, the way is through the cloud, that wets like a sponge one's clothes. The ground above the clouds all dry and parched, nothing in the world growing, it being only a dry earth. Yet not so hot above as below the clouds. The stars at night most delicate bright and a fine clear blue sky. But cannot see the earth at any time through the clouds, but the clouds look like a world below you.
Authorship:
- by Samuel Pepys (1633 - 1703) [author's text not yet checked against a primary source]
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):
- by Edward Rushton , "Clouds (1.2.1664)", 2008 [baritone and piano], from To Bed, no. 3. [text verified 1 time]
Researcher for this page: Edward Rushton
This text was added to the website: 2012-03-31
Line count: 9
Word count: 112