I heard a brooklet gushing From its rocky fountains near Down into the valley rushing So fresh and wondrous clear. I know not what came o'er me, Nor who the counsel gave; But I must hasten downward All with my pilgrim stave. Downward and ever farther And ever the brook beside; And ever fresher murmured, And ever clearer the tide. Is this the way I was going? Whither, O brooklet, say! Thou hast with thy soft murmur, Murmured my senses away. What say I of a murmur That can no murmur be? 'Tis the water nymphs that are singing, Their roundelays under me. Let them sing, my friend, Let them murmur, And wander merrily near; The wheels of a mill are turning In ev'ry brooklet clear.
Six Songs
by Ogle Wintle
Whither?
Language: English
Authorship:
- by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1807 - 1882), "Whither?", appears in Voices of the Night, first published 1839 [author's text checked 1 time against a primary source]
Based on:
- a text in German (Deutsch) by Wilhelm Müller (1794 - 1827), "Wohin?", appears in Gedichte aus den hinterlassenen Papieren eines reisenden Waldhornisten 1, in Die schöne Müllerin, no. 3, first published 1818
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Set by by Ogle Wintle [ voice, piano ]Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]
Total word count: 126