by Robert Burns (1759 - 1796)
Fair the face of orient day
Language: English
Fair the face of orient day, Fair the tints of op'ning rose; But fairer still my Delia dawns, More lovely far her beauty shows. Sweet the lark's wild warbled lay, Sweet the tinkling rill to hear; But, Delia, more delightful still, Steal thine accents on mine ear. The flower-enamour'd busy bee The rosy banquet loves to sip; Sweet the streamlet's limpid lapse To the sun-brown'd Arab's lip. But, Delia, on thy balmy lips Let me, no vagrant insect, rove; O let me steal one liquid kiss, For Oh! my soul is parch'd with love.
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Authorship:
- by Robert Burns (1759 - 1796), "Delia: An Ode", written 1789 [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 John Linton Gardner (1917 - 2011), "Delia", op. 246 no. 2 (2002) [ chorus a cappella ], from Four Partsongs to Lyrics by Robert Burns, no. 2 [sung text not yet checked]
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This text was added to the website: 2011-01-07
Line count: 16
Word count: 94