Lament

Cantata by Pasquale J. Spino (b. 1942)

Word count: 174

1. Excerpts from the Holy Bible - Book of Job [sung text not yet checked]

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2. Psalm 9 [sung text not yet checked]

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3. O Rose, thou art sick [sung text not yet checked]

O Rose, thou art sick!
The invisible worm
That flies in the night,
In the howling storm,

Has found out thy bed
Of crimson joy:
And his dark secret love
Does thy life destroy.

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Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):

  • CAT Catalan (Català) (Salvador Pila) , "La rosa malalta", copyright © 2014, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • FRE French (Français) (Jean-Pierre Granger) , "La rose malade", copyright © 2010, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • GER German (Deutsch) (Walter A. Aue) , "Die erkrankte Rose", copyright © 2010, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • GER German (Deutsch) (Bertram Kottmann) , "Die kranke Rose", copyright © 2011, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • IRI Irish (Gaelic) [singable] (Gabriel Rosenstock) , copyright © 2014, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • NYN Norwegian (Nynorsk) (Are Frode Søholt) , "Elegi", copyright © 2004, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • RUS Russian (Русский) [singable] (Dmitri Nikolaevich Smirnov) , "Больная роза", copyright ©, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • SPA Spanish (Español) (Pablo Sabat) , "Elegía"

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4. A memorable fancy [sung text not yet checked]

As I was walking among the fires of Hell, delighted with the
enjoyments of Genius, which to Angels look like torment and
insanity, I collected some of their Proverbs; thinking that as the
sayings used in a nation mark its character, so the Proverbs of Hell
show the nature of Infernal wisdom better than any description of
buildings or garments.

When I came home, on the abyss of the five senses, where a flat-sided
steep frowns over the present world, I saw a mighty Devil, folded in
black clouds, hovering on the sides of the rock: with corroding fires
he wrote the following sentence now perceived by the minds of men, and
read by them on earth: --
        How do you know but ev'ry Bird that cuts the airy way,
        Is an immense World of Delight, clos'd by your senses five?

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Confirmed with Blake, William. The Poetical Works of William Blake, ed. by John Sampson. London, New York: Oxford University Press, 1908; Bartleby.com, 2011. http://www.bartleby.com/235/253.html


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5. A Poem by Peter Davis for Arthur Krauss, whose daughter was slain at Kent State university by the Ohio State National Guard [sung text not yet checked]

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