The Crickets sang And set the Sun And Workmen finished one by one Their Seam the Day upon. The low Grass loaded with the Dew The Twilight stood, as Strangers do With Hat in Hand, polite and new To stay as if, or go. A Vastness, as a Neighbor, came, A Wisdom, without Face, or Name, A Peace, as Hemispheres at Home And so the Night became.
Night Dances - 6 songs for Soprano and Piano
Song Cycle by Juliana Hall (b. 1958)
1. The Crickets sang  [sung text not yet checked]
Authorship:
- by Emily Dickinson (1830 - 1886), no title, appears in Poems by Emily Dickinson, first published 1896
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Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , copyright © 2016, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- GER German (Deutsch) (Bertram Kottmann) , copyright © 2016, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
2. Some things are dark  [sung text checked 1 time]
Some things are dark — or think they are. But, in comparison to me, All things are light enough to see In any place, at any hour. For I am Nightmare: where I fly, Terror and rain stand in the sky So thick, you could not tell them from That blackness out of which you come. So much for “where I fly”: but when I strike, and clutch in claw the brain — Erebus, to such brain, will seem The thin blue dusk of pleasant dream.
Authorship:
- by Edna St. Vincent Millay (1892 - 1950), "Some things are dark"
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Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]3. Song  [sung text checked 1 time]
This shall be thy lullaby, Rocking on the stormy sea; Though it roar in thunder wild, Sleep, stilly sleep, my dark-haired child. When our shuddering boat was crossing Eldern's lake, so rudely tossing, Then 'twas first my nursling smiled; Sleep, softly sleep, my fair-browed child. Waves above thy cradle break; Foamy tears are on the cheek; Yet the ocean's self grows mild When it bears my slumbering child.
Authorship:
- by Emily Brontë (1818 - 1848), "Song", appears in Poems by Charlotte, Emily, and Anne Brontë Now for the First Time Printed, first published 1902
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Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]4. Sleep, mourner, sleep!  [sung text not yet checked]
Sleep, mourner, sleep! -- I cannot sleep
My weary mind still wanders on;
Then silent weep — I cannot weep,
For eyes and tears are turned to stone.
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Authorship:
- sometimes misattributed to Emily Brontë (1818 - 1848)
- by Patrick Branwell Brontë (1817 - 1848), no title
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Note: published as two poems, with changes, in collections attributed to Emily Brontë. The first poem is the first stanza alone. Modernized spelling would change "greif" and "freind" to "grief" and "friend", etc.Confirmed with The Works of Patrick Branwell Brontë: 1837-1848, Volume 3, ed. by Victor A. Neufeldt, New York, Garland Publishing, 1999, pages 14-16.
Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]
5. A spider sewed at night  [sung text not yet checked]
A spider sewed at night Without a light Upon an arc of white. If ruff it was of dame Or shroud of Gnome, Himself, himself inform. Of immortality His strategy Was physiognomy.
Authorship:
- by Emily Dickinson (1830 - 1886), no title, appears in Poems by Emily Dickinson, first published 1891
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Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , copyright © 2017, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- GER German (Deutsch) (Walter A. Aue) , copyright © 2010, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- GER German (Deutsch) (Bertram Kottmann) , copyright © 2017, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- ITA Italian (Italiano) (Ferdinando Albeggiani) , copyright © 2009, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
6. Sonnet
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Authorship:
- by Elizabeth Bishop (1911 - 1979), copyright ©
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