by John Wilson (1785 - 1854)
A cloud lay cradled near the setting...
Language: English
A cloud lay cradled near the setting sun, — A gleam of crimson tinged its braided snow; Long had I watched the glory moving on, O’er the still radiance of the lake below; Tranquil its spirit seemed, and floated slow; E’en in its very motion there was rest; While every breath of eve that chanced to blow Wafted the traveller to the beauteous west. Emblem, methought, of the departed soul, To whose white robe the gleam of bliss is given, And by the breath of mercy made to roll Right onward to the golden gates of Heaven; Where to the eye of faith it peaceful lies, And tells to man its glorious destinies.
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Confirmed with The Book of the Sonnet, ed. by Leigh Hunt and S.Adams Lee, London: Sampson Low, Son, & Marston, 1867
Authorship:
- by John Wilson (1785 - 1854), "The Evening Cloud" [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 Charles Hubert Hastings Parry, Sir (1848 - 1918), "An Evening Cloud", <<1873 [ voice and piano ] [sung text not yet checked]
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