by John Hall Wheelock (1886 - 1978)
The black panther
Language: English
There is a panther caged within my breast, But what his name, there is no breast shall know Save mine, nor what it is that drives him so, Backward and forward, in relentless quest -- That silent rage, baffled but unsuppressed, The soft pad of the stealthy feet that go Over my body's prison to and fro, Trying the walls forever without rest. All day I feed him with my living heart, But when the night puts forth her dreams and stars, The inexorable frenzy re-awakes: His wrath is hurled upon the trembling bars, The eternal passion stretches me apart, And I lie silent -- but my body shakes.
Authorship:
- by John Hall Wheelock (1886 - 1978), "The black panther", first published 1922 [author's text checked 1 time 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 John Woods Duke (1899 - 1984), "The black panther", 1971. [mezzo-soprano and piano] [ sung text not yet checked against a primary source]
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This text was added to the website: 2011-02-08
Line count: 14
Word count: 107