by
John Donne (1572 - 1631)
Oh my blacke Soule! now thou art...
Language: English
Our translations: FRE GER
Oh my blacke Soule! now thou art summoned
By sicknesse, death's herald, and champion;
Thou art like a pilgrim, which abroad hath done
Treason, and durst not turne to whence hee is fled,
Or like a thiefe, which till death's doome be read,
Wisheth himselfe deliver'd from prison;
But dam'd and hal'd to execution,
Wisheth that still he might be imprisoned.
Yet grace, if thou repent, thou canst not lacke;
But who shall give thee that grace to beginne?
Oh make thyselfe with holy mourning blacke,
And red with blushing, as thou are with sinne;
Or wash thee in Christ's blood, which hath this might
That being red, it dyes red soules to white.
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Text Authorship:
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):
- by (Edward) Benjamin Britten (1913 - 1976), "Oh my blacke Soule!", op. 35 no. 1 (1945), published 1946 [ high voice and piano ], from The Holy Sonnets of John Donne, no. 1 [sung text checked 1 time]
- by Mervyn Burtch (b. 1929), "Oh my blacke Soule!", published 1976 [ four-part mixed chorus a cappella ], from Three Sonnets of John Donne [sung text not yet checked]
- by John Eaton (1935 - 2015), "Oh, my black Soul!", op. 1 no. 3, first performed 1957 [ voice and full orchestra ], from Song Cycle on Holy Sonnets of John Donne, no. 3 [sung text not yet checked]
- by Juliana Hall (b. 1958), "O my blacke Soule", 2013, first performed 2014 [ tenor and piano ], from The Holy Sonnets of John Donne - 9 Songs for Tenor and Piano, no. 1 [sung text checked 1 time]
Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , copyright © 2011, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- GER German (Deutsch) (Daniel Johannsen) , copyright © 2020, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
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This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 14
Word count: 114
Oh, mon âme noire ! maintenant tu es...
Language: French (Français) after the English
Oh, mon âme noire ! maintenant tu es convoquée par
La maladie, le héraut et le champion de la mort ;
Tu es comme un pèlerin, qui à l'étranger a commis
Une trahison, et n'ose pas retourner d'où il a fui.
Ou comme un voleur, qui jusqu'à ce que le jugement de mort soit lu,
Souhaite lui-même être délivré de la prison ;
Mais condamné et traîné vers l'exécution
Souhaite être encore emprisonné.
Pourtant la grâce, si tu repens, tu ne peux pas la manquer ;
Mais qui te donnera cette grâce pour commencer ?
Oh fais-toi toi-même noir avec de saintes lamentations
Et rouge de honte, comme tu es avec tes péchés ;
Ou lave-toi dans le sang du Christ qui a ce pouvoir
Qu'étant rouge il change les âmes rouges en blanc.
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Line count: 14
Word count: 128
