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Sea Pieces

Song Cycle by Sheena Phillips (b. 1958)

1. My River Runs To Thee  [sung text not yet checked]

Language: English 
My river runs to thee:
Blue sea, wilt welcome me?

My river waits reply.
Oh sea, look graciously!

I'll fetch thee brooks
From spotted nooks, -

Say, sea, take me!

Text Authorship:

  • by Emily Dickinson (1830 - 1886), "The outlet", appears in Poems of Emily Dickinson, first published 1890

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

  • GER German (Deutsch) (Bertram Kottmann) , no title, copyright © 2018, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • ITA Italian (Italiano) (Ferdinando Albeggiani) , copyright © 2012, (re)printed on this website with kind permission

Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]

2. As If The Sea Should Part  [sung text not yet checked]

Language: English 
As if the Sea should part
And show a further Sea --
And that -- a further -- and the Three
But a presumption be --

Of Periods of Seas --
Unvisited of Shores --
Themselves the Verge of Seas to be --
Eternity -- is Those --

Text Authorship:

  • by Emily Dickinson (1830 - 1886), no title, appears in Further poems of Emily Dickinson, first published 1929

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3. Exultation  [sung text not yet checked]

Language: English 
Exultation is the going
Of an inland soul to sea,
Past the houses — past the headlands —
Into deep Eternity —

Bred as we, among the mountains,
Can the sailor understand
The divine intoxication
Of the first league out from land?

Text Authorship:

  • by Emily Dickinson (1830 - 1886)

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