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In Memoriam: 3 Rhapsodies

Song Cycle by Samuel Coleridge-Taylor (1875 - 1912)

1. Earth fades! Heaven breaks on me  [sung text not yet checked]

Language: English 
Earth fades! Heaven breaks on me: I shall stand next
Before God's throne: the moment's close at hand
When man the first, last time, has leave to lay
His whole heart bare before its Maker, leave
To clear up the long error of a life
And choose one happiness for evermore.

Text Authorship:

  • by Robert Browning (1812 - 1889), no title, appears in Strafford, Act V, Scene 2, first published 1837

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2. Substitution  [sung text not yet checked]

Language: English 
When some belovèd voice that was to you
Both sound and sweetness, faileth suddenly,
And silence, against which you dare not cry,
Aches round you like a strong disease and new -
What hope ? what help ? what music will undo
That silence to your sense ? Not friendship's sigh,
Not reason's subtle count; not melody
Of viols, nor of pipes that Faunus blew;
Not songs of poets, nor of nightingales
Whose hearts leap upward through the cypress-trees
To the clear moon; nor yet the spheric laws
Self-chanted, nor the angels' sweet 'All hails,'
Met in the smile of God: nay, none of these.
Speak Thou, availing Christ! - and fill this pause.

Text Authorship:

  • by Elizabeth Barrett Browning (1806 - 1861), "Substitution"

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First published in Graham's Magazine, December 1842, revised 1844.

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3. Weep not, beloved friends  [sung text not yet checked]

Language: English 
Weep not, beloved Friends! nor let the air
For me with sighs be troubled. Not from life
Have I been taken; this is genuine life
And this alone--the life which now I live
In peace eternal; where desire and joy
Together move in fellowship without end. --
Francesco Ceni willed that, after death,
His tombstone thus should speak for him. And surely
Small cause there is for that fond wish of ours
Long to continue in this world; a world
That keeps not faith, nor yet can point a hope
To good, whereof itself is destitute.

Text Authorship:

  • by William Wordsworth (1770 - 1850), no title, written 1810?, appears in Epitaphs, no. 1, first published 1837

Based on:

  • a text in Italian (Italiano) by Gabriello Chiabrera (1552 - 1638) [text unavailable]
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Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]
Total word count: 255
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