by Marguerite Radclyffe-Hall (1880 - 1943)
An even psalm
Language: English
With silent feet all wet with dew, Comes evening full of soft repose, To kiss the valley deep and blue, With wistful lips, and eyes that close. Her breath is soft and full of peace, Her arms outstretched to caress Fling benedcitions without cease; She seems a spirit born to bless. And as the evening to the earth, Came love to me, a boon most rare, Hushed ev'ry sorrow at its birth, And turned complaining into prayer.
Authorship:
- by Marguerite Radclyffe-Hall (1880 - 1943) [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 Margaret Ruthven Lang (1867 - 1972), "An even psalm", op. 46 (Three songs) no. 1, published 1909 [ voice and piano ], Schmidt [sung text checked 1 time]
Researcher for this page: Nich Roehler
This text was added to the website: 2012-05-19
Line count: 12
Word count: 77