by Sara Teasdale (1884 - 1933)
New Love and Old
Language: English
In my heart the old love Struggled with the new; It was ghostly waking All night through. Dear things, kind things, That my old love said, Ranged themselves reproachfully Round my bed. But I could not heed them, For I seemed to see The eyes of my new love Fixed on me. Old love, old love, How can I be true? Shall I be faithless to myself Or to you?
Text Authorship:
- by Sara Teasdale (1884 - 1933) [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 Dominick DiOrio , "New Love and Old", 2013 [ baritone and piano ], from A Ghost Through the Winding Years, no. 7 [sung text checked 1 time]
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This text was added to the website: 2024-07-12
Line count: 16
Word count: 70