O thou that on the hills and wastes of Night art Shepherd, Whose folds are flameless moons and icy planets, Whose darkling way is gloomed with ancient sorrows: Whose breath lies white as snow upon the olden, Whose sigh it is that furrows breasts grown milkless, Whose weariness is in the loins of man And is the barren stillness of the woman: O thou whom all would flee, and all must meet, Thou that the Shadow art of Youth Eternal, The gloom that is the hush'd air of the Grave, The sigh that is between last parted love, The light for aye withdrawing from weary eyes, The tide from stricken hearts for ever ebbing! O thou the Elder Brother whom none loveth, Whom all men hail with reverence or mocking, Who broodest on the brows of frozen summits Yet dreamest in the eyes of babes and children: Thou, Shadow of the Heart, the Mind, the Life, Who art that dusk What-is that is already Has-Been, To thee this rune of the fathers to the sons And of the sons to the sons, and mothers to new mothers -- To thee who art Aois, To thee who art Age! Breathe thy frosty breath upon my hair, for I am weary! Lay thy frozen hand upon my bones that they support not, Put thy chill upon the blood that it sustain not; Place the crown of thy fulfilling on my forehead; Throw the silence of thy spirit on my spirit; Lay the balm and benediction of thy mercy On the brain-throb and the heart-pulse and the life-spring -- For thy child that bows his head is weary, For thy child that bows his head is weary. I the shadow am that seeks the Darkness. Age, that hath the face of Night unstarr'd and moonless, Age, that doth extinguish star and planet, Moon and sun and all the fiery worlds, Give me now thy darkness and thy silence!
Two Songs for Voice and Orchestra
by Arnold Edward Trevor Bax, Sir (1883 - 1953)
Note: the first song in this set was lost. The orchestral version of the second was also lost, but a voice and piano version exists.
1. The Rune of Age  [sung text not yet checked]
Authorship:
- by William Sharp (1855 - 1905), as Fiona Macleod, "The Rune of Age", appears in From the Hills of Dream, first published 1896
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Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]1. Viking‑Battle‑Song  [sung text checked 1 time]
Let loose the hounds of war, The whirling swords! Send them leaping afar, Red in their thirst for war; Odin laughs in his car At the screaming of the swords! Far let the white-ones fly, The whirling swords! [Afar off the ravens spy]1 Death-shadows cloud the sky. Let the wolves of the Gael die 'Neath the screaming swords! [The]2 Shining Ones yonder High in Valhalla Shout now, with thunder: Drive the Gaels under, Cleave them asunder -- Swords of Valhalla!
Authorship:
- by William Sharp (1855 - 1905), as Fiona Macleod, "The War-Song of the Vikings", appears in From the Hills of Dream, first published 1896
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View original text (without footnotes)1 Bax: "Far off the ravens cry"
2 Bax: "Ye"
Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]