by Rabindranath Tagore (1861 - 1941)
Morning
Language: English
The fire of April leaps from forest to forest, Flashing up in leaves and flowers from all nooks and corners. The sky is thriftless with colours, The air delirious with songs. The wind-tost branches of the woodland Spread their unrest in our blood. The air is filled with bewilderment of mirth; And the breeze rushes from flower to flower, asking their names.
Authorship:
- by Rabindranath Tagore (1861 - 1941), appears in The Cycle of Spring, first published 1917 [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 William Baines (1899 - 1922), "Morning", 1919, first performed 1956 [ voice and piano ], from Five songs, no. 5 [sung text checked 1 time]
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