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.
Six Songs for Voice and Piano to Poems by Adelaide Crapsey
Song Cycle by Harrison Kerr (1897 - 1978)
Word count: 193
1. Triolet [sung text not yet checked]
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- by Adelaide Crapsey (1878 - 1914), "Song", appears in Verse, first published 1915 [author's text checked 1 time against a primary source]
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Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]2. Old love [sung text not yet checked]
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.
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- by Adelaide Crapsey (1878 - 1914) [author's text not yet checked against a primary source]
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Researcher for this text: Mimi Ezust3. Dirge [sung text not yet checked]
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 ever love call and call Thou wilt not hear at all, My dear, my dear.
Authorship
- by Adelaide Crapsey (1878 - 1914), "Dirge", appears in Verse, first published 1915 [author's text checked 1 time against a primary source]
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View original text (without footnotes)1 Robinson: "Tho'", passim
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4. Fate [sung text not yet checked]
As it Were tissue of silver I'll wear, O Fate, thy grey, And go mistily radiant, clad Like the moon.
Authorship
- by Adelaide Crapsey (1878 - 1914), "Fate defied", appears in Cinquains [author's text not yet checked against a primary source]
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Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]5. The old, old winds [sung text not yet checked]
The old Old winds that blew When chaos was, what do They tell the clattered trees that I Should weep?
Authorship
- by Adelaide Crapsey (1878 - 1914), "Night Winds", appears in Cinquains [author's text checked 1 time against a primary source]
6. A white moth flew [sung text not yet checked]
Just now, Out of the strange Still dusk . . . as strange, as still . . . A white moth flew . . . Why am I grown So cold?
Authorship
- by Adelaide Crapsey (1878 - 1914), "The warning", appears in Verse, first published 1915 [author's text checked 1 time against a primary source]
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Note: Bottelier's setting begins with the title "The warning"Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]