by Sara Teasdale (1884 - 1933)
Coney Island
Language: English
Why did you bring me here? The sand is white with snow, Over the wooden domes The winter sea-winds blow-- There is no shelter near, Come, let us go. With foam of icy lace The sea creeps up the sand, The wind is like a hand That strikes us in the face. Doors that June set a-swing Are bolted long ago; We try them uselessly-- Alas there cannot be For us a second spring; Come, let us go.
Authorship:
- by Sara Teasdale (1884 - 1933), "Coney Island" [author's text not yet checked 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 Gary Bachlund (b. 1947), "Coney Island", 2007 [mezzo-soprano and piano], from New York Sorrows, no. 5 [ sung text checked 1 time]
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This text was added to the website: 2008-02-11
Line count: 16
Word count: 78