by Sara Teasdale (1884 - 1933)
Moonlight
Language: English
It will not hurt me when I am old, A running tide where moonlight burned Will not sting me like silver snakes; The years will make me sad and cold, It is the happy heart that breaks. The heart asks more than life can give, When that is learned, then all is learned; The waves break fold on jewelled fold, But beauty itself is fugitive, It will not hurt me when I am old.
Authorship:
- by Sara Teasdale (1884 - 1933), "Moonlight", appears in Flame and Shadow [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 Scott Gendel (b. 1977), "Moonlight", 2011 [voice and piano], from My Songs Do Not Belong To Me, no. 3. [text not verified]
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This text was added to the website: 2015-10-30
Line count: 10
Word count: 74