by Percy Bysshe Shelley (1792 - 1822)
Translation Jean-Pierre Granger
On a poet's lips I slept
Language: English
On a poet's lips I slept Dreaming like a love-adept In the sound his breathing kept; Nor seeks nor finds he mortal blisses, But feeds on the aëreal kisses Of shapes that haunt thought's wildernesses. He will watch from dawn to gloom The lake-reflected sun illume The yellow bees in the ivy-bloom, Nor heed nor see, what things they be; But from these create he can Forms more real than living man, Nurslings of immortality!
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Text Authorship:
- by Percy Bysshe Shelley (1792 - 1822), appears in Prometheus Unbound [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 Creighton Allen (1900 - 1969), "The poet's world", published 1928 [ medium voice or high voice, piano ] [sung text not yet checked]
- by Sir Edward Cuthbert Bairstow (1874 - 1946), "On a poet's lips I slept", published 1929 [ SSA chorus a cappella ] [sung text not yet checked]
- by (William) Havergal Brian (1876 - 1972), "On a poet's lips I slept", 1919 [ voice and piano ] [sung text not yet checked]
- by (Edward) Benjamin Britten (1913 - 1976), "On a poet's lips I slept", op. 60 no. 1, from Nocturne for tenor solo, seven obligato instruments and string orchestra, no. 1 [sung text checked 1 time]
- by Jean Coulthard (1908 - 2000), "On a poet's lips I slept ", 1972/3, from Songs for Enchantment, no. 1 [sung text not yet checked]
Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- CAT Catalan (Català) (Salvador Pila) , "He dormit damunt els llavis d’un poeta", copyright © 2016, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- FRE French (Français) (Jean-Pierre Granger)
Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]
This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 13
Word count: 75
Sur les lèvres d'un poète, j'ai dormi
Language: French (Français) after the English
Sur les lèvres d'un poète, j'ai dormi, Rêvant comme un disciple de l'amour Dans le son que son souffle gardait ; Ne cherchant ni ne trouvant des voluptées mortelles Mais se nourissant des baisers aériens des figures Qui hantent les contrées sauvages de la pensée. Il contemplera de l'aube jusqu'aux ténèbres Le reflet du soleil dans le lac illuminer les abeilles dorées dans le lierre fleuri Sans écouter ni voir ce que cela pourrait être ; Mais il pourra en sculpter des formes encore plus réelles qu'un être vivant, Nourissons immortels !
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The translator has released this translation into the public domain.Text Authorship:
- Translation from English to French (Français) by Jean-Pierre Granger
Based on:
- a text in English by Percy Bysshe Shelley (1792 - 1822), appears in Prometheus Unbound
This text was added to the website: 2010-10-07
Line count: 13
Word count: 89