by Anonymous / Unidentified Author
Elegy II
Language: English
Whilst from our Looks, fair Nymph you guess The secret Passions of our Mind, My heavy Eyes you say confess A Heart to Love and Grief inclin’d. There needs alas but little Art, To have this fatal Secret known; With the same Ease you threw the Dart ‘Tis certain you may shew the Wound. How can I see you and not love, While you as op’ning East are fair, While cold as northern Blasts you prove How can I love and not despair. The wretch in double fetters bound Your potent Mercy may release, Soon if my Love but once were crown’d Fair Isabel my Grief would cease.
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 William Jackson (1730 - 1803), "Elegy II", op. 3 no. 3, published 1762 [ vocal trio for 2 tenors, bass and continuo ], from Elegies, no. 3, Confirmed with Elegies, composed by William Jackson of Exeter, London 1762. [sung text checked 1 time]
Researcher for this page: Iain Sneddon [Guest Editor]
This text was added to the website: 2023-03-29
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Word count: 108