by Adela Florence Nicolson (1865 - 1904), as Laurence Hope
Somewhere, Oh, My Beloved One, the house...
Language: English
Somewhere, Oh, My Beloved One, the house is standing, Waiting for thee and me; for our first caresses. It may be a river-boat, or a wave-washed landing, The shade of a tree in the jungle's dim recesses, Some far-off mountain tent, ill-pitched and lonely, Or the naked vault of the purple heavens only. But the Place is waiting there; till the Hour shall show it, And our footsteps, following Fate, find it and know it. Where we shall worship the greatest of all the Gods in his pomp and power,— I sometimes think that I shall not care to survive that hour!
A. Woodforde-Finden sets lines 1-3, 5-8
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Confirmed with Last Poems: Translations from the Book of Indian Love by Laurence Hope, Project Gutenberg, 2004.
Text Authorship:
- by Adela Florence Nicolson (1865 - 1904), as Laurence Hope, "Written in Cananore (II)", London: John Lane; New York : William Heinemann, first published 1905 [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 Amy Woodforde-Finden (1860 - 1919), "Fate", published 1911, lines 1-3,5-8 [ voice and piano ], from Stars of the Desert : Four more Indian Love Lyrics, no. 4, Boosey and Co. [sung text checked 1 time]
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