Beside the lonely Nile, I heard the whispering breeze That sang beyond the desert’s rim And thro’ the swaying trees. It called me in the dusk And in the sunset light, And thro’ the purple dark I went Out in the velvet night. I seemed to sleep – and then, I was awake at last In olden Egypt, Love, with you In that mysterious past.
A Dream of Egypt
Song Cycle by Amy Woodforde-Finden (1860 - 1919)
1. Beside the lonely Nile  [sung text checked 1 time]
Language: English
Authorship:
- by Charles Hanson Towne (1877 - 1949)
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Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]2. Within the sphinx's solemn shade  [sung text checked 1 time]
Language: English
Within the Sphinx’s solemn shade In Pharaoh’s golden prime, I fold you to my breast, dear heart, And live Love’s glowing rhyme. And Grief and Death are naught to us, And naught to us is Time. I know the wonder of your eyes, The glory of your hair – That perfumed darkness on your brow, My joy and my despair. Our love is one long ecstasy, One glorious, white prayer.
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- by Charles Hanson Towne (1877 - 1949)
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Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]3. Pomegranate is your mouth  [sung text checked 1 time]
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Pomegranate is your mouth And honey are your lips; I plunder from the golden store – A bee that sips and sips. O Lily of delight, O Jasmine-flower, you hold The hoarded sweet of all the world, And all Love’s fabled gold.
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- by Charles Hanson Towne (1877 - 1949)
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Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]4. I envy every circlet  [sung text checked 1 time]
Language: English
I envy every circlet on your arm, I envy every flower in your hair; O Love, the deep delight that each must know The hours they linger there! I envy every jewel on your throat, And every bloom you crush beneath your feet. O Love, would I might learn their magic joy, Their rapture wild and sweet!
Authorship:
- by Charles Hanson Towne (1877 - 1949)
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Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]5. I wakened when the moon  [sung text checked 1 time]
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I wakened when the moon, with silver feet, Swept down the purple sky; Dear Love, ’twas but a dream – yet how complete – A dream that cannot die. You are not with me now; the palm-trees chime A solemn song and low; But we were lovers in that long-lost time…. Dear heart, it must be so.
Authorship:
- by Charles Hanson Towne (1877 - 1949)
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Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]Total word count: 291