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Lyrics from Sappho

Song Cycle by Mary Elizabeth Turner Salter (1856 - 1938)

1. Hesperus, bringing together  [sung text not yet checked]

Language: English 
Hesperus, bringing together
All that the morning star scattered,--

Sheep to be folded in twilight,
Children for mothers to fondle,--

Me too will bring to the dearest,
Tenderest breast in all Lesbos.

Text Authorship:

  • by Bliss Carman (1861 - 1929), no title, appears in Sappho: One Hundred Lyrics, no. 14

Based on:

  • a text in Aeolic Greek by Sappho (flourished c610-c580 BCE), "Ἔσπερε, πάντα φέρῃς"
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2. Well I found you

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Text Authorship:

  • by Bliss Carman (1861 - 1929), appears in Sappho: One Hundred Lyrics

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3. There is a medlar tree  [sung text not yet checked]

Language: English 
There is a medlar tree
Growing in front of my lover's house,
And there all day
The wind makes a pleasant sound.
And when the evening comes,
We sit there together in the dusk,
And watch the stars
Appear in the quiet blue.

Text Authorship:

  • by Bliss Carman (1861 - 1929)

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4. If death be good  [sung text not yet checked]

Language: English 
If death be good,
Why do the gods not die?
If life be ill,
Why do the gods still live?

If love be naught,
Why do the gods still love?
If love be all,
What should men do but love?

Text Authorship:

  • by Bliss Carman (1861 - 1929), no title, appears in Sappho: One Hundred Lyrics, no. 74, first published 1903

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5. It can never be mine

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Text Authorship:

  • by Bliss Carman (1861 - 1929)

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6. I grow weary

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Text Authorship:

  • by Bliss Carman (1861 - 1929)

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7. Over the roofs

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Text Authorship:

  • by Bliss Carman (1861 - 1929)

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8. So falls the hour of twilight.

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Text Authorship:

  • by Bliss Carman (1861 - 1929)

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Total word count: 115
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