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Encinctured with a twine of leaves

Language: English

Encinctured with a twine of leaves,
That leafy twine his only dress!
A lovely Boy was plucking fruits,
By moonlight, in a wilderness.
The moon was bright, the air was free,
And fruits and flowers together grew
On many a shrub and many a tree:
And all put on a gentle hue,
Hanging in the shadowy air
Like a picture rich and rare.
It was a climate where, they say,
The night is more beloved than day.
But who that beauteous Boy beguil'd
That beauteous boy to linger here?
Alone, by night, a little child,
In place so silent and so wild -
Has he no friend, no loving mother near?


Translation(s): CAT FRE

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Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive)

Available translations, adaptations, and transliterations (if applicable):

  • FRE French (Français) (Jean-Pierre Granger)
  • CAT Catalan (Català) (Salvador Pila) , title 1: "Cinturat amb una gansalla de fulles", copyright © 2016, (re)printed on this website with kind permission


Text added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.

Last modified: 2014-06-16 10:01:24
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Word count: 111

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Ceint d'une guirlande de feuilles

Language: French (Français) after the English

Ceint d'une guirlande de feuilles,
Ce feston feuillu, son unique costume !
Un charmant garçon cueillait des fruits,
Au clair de lune dans un lieu désert.
La lune étincelait, l'air était léger,
Et les fleurs et les fruits croissaient ensemble
Sur maints arbres et maints bosquets :
Et tous prenaient une teinte subtile,
En suspend dans l'air ombrageux,
Tels des tableaux précieux et rarissimes.
C'etait un climat où, dit-on,
la nuit est plus chérie que le jour.
Mais qui donc incitait ce bel enfant,
Ce beau jouvenceau à s'attarder,
Seul, en pleine nuit, un petit enfant,
En un endroit si calme et si sauvage...
N'a-t-il point d'ami, de mère aimante à ses côté ?


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Text added to the website: 2010-10-07.
Last modified: 2014-06-16 10:04:03
Line count: 17
Word count: 114