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Shelley Songs, Cycle of Ten Songs

Word count: 616

Song Cycle by Creighton Allen (1900 - 1969)

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1. The dawn [ sung text not yet checked against a primary source]

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Voice of unseen spirits:

The pale stars are gone!
   For the sun, their swift shepherd,
   To their folds them compelling,
   In the depths of the dawn,
Hastes, in meteor-eclipsing array, and they flee
   Beyond his blue dwelling,
   As fawns flee the leopard.
      But where are ye?


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2. Winter song [ sung text not yet checked against a primary source]

Language: English

Translation(s): ITA

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  • ITA Italian (Italiano) (Ferdinando Albeggiani) , "Un passero solitario il suo amore lamenta", copyright © 2009, (re)printed on this website with kind permission


A widow bird sate mourning for her love
  Upon a wintry bough,
The frozen wind crept on above;
  The freezing stream below.

There was no leaf upon the forest bare,
  No [flower]1 upon the ground
And little motion in the air,
  Except the mill-wheel's sound.


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1 Treharne: "flowers".

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3. To a maiden [ sung text not yet checked against a primary source]

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I fear thy kisses, gentle maiden;
  Thou needest not fear mine;
My spirit is too deeply laden
  Ever to burden thine.
                           
I fear thy mien, thy tones, thy motion;
  Thou needest not fear mine;
Innocent is the heart's devotion
  With which I worship thine.


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4. Autumn [ sung text not yet checked against a primary source]

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If I walk in Autumn's even
While the dead leaves pass,
If I look on Spring's soft heaven, --
Something is not there which was
Winter's wondrous frost and snow, 
Summer's clouds, where are they now?


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5. The world's wanderers [ sung text not yet checked against a primary source]

Language: English

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Tell me, [thou]1 Star, whose wings of light
Speed thee in thy fiery flight,
In what cavern of the night 
   Will thy pinions close now?

Tell me, Moon, thou pale and grey
Pilgrim, of Heav'ns homeless way,
In what depth of night or day,
   Seekest thou repose now?

Weary wind, who wanderest
Like the world's rejected guest
Hast thou still some secret nest
   On the tree or billow?


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6. Mutability [ sung text not yet checked against a primary source]

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The flower that smiles to-day
To-morrow dies;
All that we wish to stay
Tempts and then flies.
What is this world's delight?
Lightning that mocks the night,
Brief even as bright.

Virtue, how frail it is!
Friendship how rare!
Love, how it sells poor bliss
For proud despair!
[But we, though soon they fall,
Survive their joy, and all
Which ours we call.]1

Whilst skies are blue and bright, 
Whilst flowers are gay,
Whilst eyes that change ere night
Make glad the day;
Whilst yet the calm hours creep,
Dream thou -- and from thy sleep
Then wake to weep.


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7. A dirge [ sung text not yet checked against a primary source]

Language: English

Translation(s): FRE GER ITA ITA

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  • FRE French (Fran├žais) (Guy Laffaille) , copyright © 2017, (re)printed on this website with kind permission


Rough wind that moanest loud,
Grief too sad for song;
Wild wind when sullen cloud
Knells all [the]1 night long;
Sad storm, whose tears are vain,
Bare woods whose branches strain,
Deep caves and dreary main,
Wail! for the world's wrong.


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8. Remembrance [ sung text not yet checked against a primary source]

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Swifter far than summers flight -
Swifter far than youth's delight -
Swifter far than happy night,
Art thou come and gone -
As the earth when leaves are dead,
As the night when sleep is sped,
As the heart when joy is fled,
I am left lone, alone.

The swallow summer comes again -
The owlet night resumes her reign -
But the wild-swan youth is fain
To fly with thee, false as thou. -
My heart each day desires the morrow;
Sleep itself is turned to sorrow;
Vainly would my winter borrow
Sunny leaves from any bough.

Lilies for a bridal bed -
Roses for a matron's head -
Violets for a maiden dead - 
Pansies let my flowers be :
On the living grave I bear
Scatter them without a tear -
Let no friend, however dear, 
Waste one hope, one fear for me.


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9. Evening [ sung text not yet checked against a primary source]

Language: English

Translation(s): ITA

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  • ITA Italian (Italiano) (Ferdinando Albeggiani) , "Quando venti leggeri e cieli luminosi", copyright © 2013, (re)printed on this website with kind permission


When soft winds and sunny skies
With the green earth harmonize,
And the young and dewy dawn,
Bold as an unhunted fawn,
Up the windless heaven is gone, --
Laugh--for ambushed in the day, --
Clouds and whirlwinds watch their prey.


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10. To the moon [ sung text not yet checked against a primary source]

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Art thou pale for weariness
Of climbing heaven and gazing on the earth,
Wandering companionless
Among the stars that have a different birth, --
And ever changing, like a joyless eye 
That finds no object worth its constancy?

Thou chosen sister of the Spirit,
That grazes on thee till in thee it pities...


Note: this is a fragment; the first two lines of a second stanza were published by W. M. Rossetti in 1870

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