by Annie Adams Fields (1834 - 1915)
Orpheus
Language: English
Where art thou, O where, my love! Vainly I ask, in vain I weep; In darkness of the grave I move Nor wake, nor do I sleep. I pray thee whisper now to me! And I will hear by day or night Thee wandering by the awful sea Or where dark woods affright; Whisper, only, to the leaves, I will catch the lightest strain; Or if thou stir the rustling sheaves, Thou wilt ease my pain; Tell thou but the shaft yon sun Eastward sends when day is low, Or the dew whose life is done With the morning's glow; I will hear thee, darling, where Thou art hid, and follow thee! Dead are all things earthly fair, Thou alone art life to me.
Authorship:
- by Annie Adams Fields (1834 - 1915), appears in Orpheus: a Masque, first published 1900 [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), "Orpheus", op. 38 (Four songs) no. 1, published 1902 [ voice and piano ], Schmidt [sung text checked 1 time]
Researcher for this page: Nich Roehler
This text was added to the website: 2012-05-20
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Word count: 124