by Anonymous / Unidentified Author
The death of the linnet
Language: English
O, all ye loves and groves lament! And you of hearts humane; Our darling linnet's breath is spent, And all our tears are vain. Its sweetly varied voice no more Shall strike my Delia's ear; It visits now the Strygian shore, Whence no returns are here. Torpid and cold, thy beauteous frame Our sight no more shall charm; Thy loss the deepest woe shall claim, The brightest eyes disarm. Long shall my Delia mourn thy doom, With undissembled woe, Before her clouded charms resume Their animating glow.
Authorship:
- by Anonymous / Unidentified Author [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 (Franz) Joseph Haydn (1732 - 1809), "The death of the linnet", Hob. XXXIa no. 138, JHW. XXXII/2 no. 138. [text verified 1 time]
Researcher for this page: Ferdinando Albeggiani
This text was added to the website: 2013-03-28
Line count: 16
Word count: 87