by Anonymous / Unidentified Author
Nocturne
Language: English
Exquisite stillness! What serenities Of earth, and air! How bright atop the wall The stonecrop's fire and beyond the precipice How huge, how hushed the primrose evenfall! How softly, too, the white crane voyages Yon honeyed height of warmth and silence, whence He can look down on islet, lake and shore And crowding woods and voiceless promontories Or, further gazing, view the magnificence Of cloud-like mountains and of mountainous cloud Or ghostly wrack below the horizon rim Not even his eye has vantage to explore. Now, spirit, find out wings and mount to him, Wheel where he wheels, where he is soaring soar, Hang where now he hangs in the planisphere — Evening's first star and golden as a bee In the sun's hair — for happiness is here!
Authorship:
- by Anonymous / Unidentified Author [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 Ernest John Moeran (1894 - 1950), "Nocturne", R. 70 (1934) [ chorus and orchestra ] [sung text checked 1 time]
Researcher for this page: Johann Winkler
This text was added to the website: 2020-08-12
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