by Anonymous / Unidentified Author
The fond appeal
Language: English
Gentle youth, O tell me why Tears are starting from my eye When each night from you I part, Why the sigh that rends my heart? Gentle youth, O tell me true, Is it then the same with you? Tell me, when the appointed hour Calls us to the secret bower, Blushing, trembling, why I run Early as the rising sun? Gentle youth, O tell me true, Is it then the same with you? Tell me, when the pains I feel, Pungent as the wounds of steel, When I feel the thrilling smart, Why I bless the pointed dart? Gentle youth, O tell me true, Is it then the same with you?
Text 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 Thomas Augustine Arne (1710 - 1778), "The fond appeal" [text verified 1 time]
Researcher for this page: Mike Pearson
This text was added to the website: 2015-03-10
Line count: 18
Word count: 112