A lover's lament
Language: English
To kiss my Celia's fairer breast, The snow forsakes its native skies, But proving an unwelcome guest, It grieves, dissolves in tears, and dies. Its touch, like mine, but serves to wake Thro' all her frame a deathlike chill, - Its tears, like those I shed, to make That icy bosom colder still. I blame her not; from Celia's eyes A common fate beholders proved. Each swain, each fair one, weeps and dies, With envy these, and those with love!
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 Carl Deis (1883 - 1960), "A lover's lament", published 1920. [text verified 1 time]
Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]
This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 12
Word count: 80