by Adelaide Anne Procter (1825 - 1864)
King and slave
Language: English
If in my soul, dear, An omen should dwell, Bidding me pause, ere I love thee too well; If the whole circle Of noble and wise, With stern forebodings, Between us should rise; -- I will tell them, dear, That Love reigns -- a King Where storms cannot reach him, And words cannot sting; He counts it dishonor His faith to recall; He trusts ; -- and forever He gives -- and gives all! I will tell thee, dear, That Love is -- a Slave, Who dreads thought of freedom, As life dreads the grave; And if doubt or peril Of change there may be, Such fear would but drive him Still nearer to thee!
Authorship:
- by Adelaide Anne Procter (1825 - 1864), "King and slave" [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 Frances Allitsen (1848 - 1912), "King and slave", published 1892 [ voice and piano ], London: R. Cocks [sung text not yet checked]
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This text was added to the website: 2012-01-04
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