by Philip Bourke Marston (1850 - 1887)
The sweetest dream
Language: English
Fold, white arms, about me; Cling, sweet lips to mine! Sweetest sweet, without thee I but waste and pine. Lean, dear face, above me; Soft hands, hold mine close; Let me look and love thee, O my very rose! Comfort me with kisses That your soul comes through; Let the old dead blisses Breathe and burn anew. Lean upon my bosom Till I feel yours beat, And your mouth's sweet blossom Passion make more sweet. O my sweet one, sweetest, Love of loves supreme, This has been the fleetest, Sweetest, bitterest dream.
Authorship:
- by Philip Bourke Marston (1850 - 1887), "The sweetest dream" [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 Clara Kathleen Rogers (1844 - 1931), "The sweetest dream", op. 24 (Five Songs) no. 2, published 1887 [ voice and piano ], Boston : Arthur P. Schmidt and Co. [sung text not yet checked]
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This text was added to the website: 2011-07-14
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Word count: 92