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Songs of Separation
Song Cycle by William Grant Still (1895 - 1978)
1. Idolatry [sung text not yet checked]
Language: English
Text Authorship:
- by Aurnaud Wendell Bontemps (1902 - 1973), "Idolatry", copyright © by Harold Ober Associates Inc.
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This text may be copyright, so we will not display it until we obtain permission to do so or discover it is public-domain.2. Poème [sung text checked 1 time]
Language: French (Français)
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Text Authorship:
- by Philippe Thoby-Marcelin (1904 - 1975), copyright ©
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- ENG English (Laura Prichard) , "Poem", copyright © 2022, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
3. Parted [sung text not yet checked]
Language: English
She wrapped her soul in a lace of lies, With a prime deceit to pin it; And I thought I was gaining a fearsome prize, So I staked my soul to win it. We wed and parted on her complaint, And both were a bit of barter, Tho' I'll confess that I'm no saint, I'll swear that she's no martyr.
Text Authorship:
- by Paul Laurence Dunbar (1872 - 1906), "Parted", from Lyrics of Sunshine and Shadow, first published 1905
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Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]4. If you should go [sung text checked 1 time]
Language: English
Love, leave me like the light,
The gently passing day;
We would not know, but for the night,
When it has slipped away.
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Go quietly; a dream,
When done, should leave no trace
That it has lived, except a gleam
Across the dreamer’s face.
Text Authorship:
- by Countee Cullen (1903 - 1946), "If you should go"
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Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]5. A black pierrot [sung text not yet checked]
Language: English
I am a black pierrot:
She did not love me,
So I crept into the night
And the night was black, too.
I am a black pierrot:
She did not love me,
So I wept until the red dawn
Dripped blood over the eastern hills
And my heart was bleeding, too
I am a black pierrot:
She did not love me,
So with my once gay-colored soul
Shrunken like a balloon without air,
I went forth in the morning
To seek a new brown love.
Text Authorship:
- by Langston Hughes (1902 - 1967), "A black pierrot", appears in The Weary Blues, first published 1926
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