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Six Songs for Voice and Piano to Poems by Adelaide Crapsey

Song Cycle by Harrison Kerr (1897 - 1978)

1. Triolet  [sung text not yet checked]

Language: English 
I make my shroud but no one knows,
So shimmering fine it is and fair,
With stitches set in even rows.
I make my shroud but no one knows.

In door-way where the lilac blows,
Humming a little wandering air,
I make my shroud and no one knows,
So shimmering fine it is and fair.

Text Authorship:

  • by Adelaide Crapsey (1878 - 1914), "Song", appears in Verse, first published 1915

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Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]

2. Old love  [sung text not yet checked]

Language: English 
More dim than waning moon
Thy face, more faint
Than is the falling wind
Thy voice, yet do
Thine eyes most strangely glow,
Thou ghost ... thou ghost.

Text Authorship:

  • by Adelaide Crapsey (1878 - 1914)

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3. Dirge  [sung text not yet checked]

Language: English 
Never the nightingale,
   oh my dear,
 Never again the lark
   Thou wilt hear;
[Though]1 dusk and the morning still
Tap at thy window-sill,
[Though]1 ever love call and call
Thou wilt not hear at all,
 My dear, my dear.

Text Authorship:

  • by Adelaide Crapsey (1878 - 1914), "Dirge", appears in Verse, first published 1915

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1 Robinson: "Tho'"

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4. Fate  [sung text not yet checked]

Language: English 
As it
Were tissue of silver
I'll wear, O Fate, thy grey,
And go mistily radiant, clad
Like the moon. 

Text Authorship:

  • by Adelaide Crapsey (1878 - 1914), "Fate defied", appears in Cinquains

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5. The old, old winds  [sung text not yet checked]

Language: English 
The old
Old winds that blew
When chaos was, what do
They tell the clattered trees that I
Should weep? 

Text Authorship:

  • by Adelaide Crapsey (1878 - 1914), "Night Winds", appears in Cinquains

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Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]

6. A white moth flew  [sung text not yet checked]

Language: English 
Just now,
Out of the strange
Still dusk . . . as strange, as still . . .
A white moth flew . . . Why am I grown
So cold?

Text Authorship:

  • by Adelaide Crapsey (1878 - 1914), "The warning", appears in Verse, first published 1915

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Note: Bottelier's setting begins with the title "The warning"

Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]
Total word count: 194
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