by John Keats (1795 - 1821)
O thou whose face hath felt the Winter's...
Language: English
O thou whose face hath felt the Winter's wind, Whose eye has seen the snow-clouds hung in mist, And the black elm tops 'mong the freezing stars! To thee the spring will be a harvest time. O thou whose only book has been the light Of supreme darkness, which thou feddest on Night after night, when Phoebus was away! To thee the spring shall be a triple morn. O fret not after knowledge. I have none, And yet my song comes native with the warmth. O fret not after knowledge! I have none. And yet the evening listens. He who saddens At thought of idleness cannot be idle, And he's awake who thinks himself asleep.
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Authorship:
- by John Keats (1795 - 1821), no title [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 Colman , "Sonnet of the thrush", published 1963 [SATB chorus a cappella], NY : Associated Music Publishers [text not verified]
- by Elizabeth Maconchy (1907 - 1994), "The thrush", 1935. [voice and piano] [text not verified]
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This text was added to the website: 2011-01-16
Line count: 14
Word count: 115