He who hath glory lost, nor hath Found any soul to fellow his, Among his foes in scorn and wrath Holding to ancient nobleness, That high unconsortable one - His love is his companion.
Chamber Music
Song Cycle by Conrad Susa (b. 1935)
?. He who hath glory lost, nor hath  [sung text not yet checked]
Text Authorship:
- by James Joyce (1882 - 1941), no title, appears in Chamber Music, no. 21, first published 1907
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- FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , copyright © 2009, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
?. Strings in the earth and air  [sung text not yet checked]
Strings in the earth and air Make music sweet; Strings by the river where The willows meet. There's music along the river [For Love wanders there,]1 Pale [flowers]2 on his mantle, Dark leaves on his hair. All softly playing, With head to [the]3 music bent, And fingers straying Upon an instrument.
Text Authorship:
- by James Joyce (1882 - 1941), appears in Chamber Music, no. 1, first published 1907
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- FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , copyright © 2009, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
1 omitted by Berio
2 Coulthard: "flow'rs"
3 omitted by Coulthard
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?. My dove, my beautiful one  [sung text not yet checked]
My dove, my beautiful one, Arise, arise! The night-dew lies Upon my lips and eyes. The odorous winds are weaving A music of sighs: Arise, arise, My dove, my beautiful one! I wait by the cedar tree, My sister, my love. White breast of the dove, My breast shall be your bed. The pale dew lies Like a veil on my head. My fair one, my fair dove, Arise, arise!1
Text Authorship:
- by James Joyce (1882 - 1941), appears in Chamber Music, no. 14, first published 1907
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- FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , copyright © 2009, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
1 Szymanowski adds "My dove, my beautiful one!"
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?. I hear an army charging upon the land  [sung text not yet checked]
I hear an army charging upon the land, And the thunder of horses plunging, foam about their knees: Arrogant, in black armour, behind them stand, Disdaining the reins, with flutt'ring whips, the charioteers. They cry unto the night their battlename: I moan in sleep when I hear afar their whirling laughter. They cleave the gloom of dreams, a blinding flame, Clanging, clanging upon the heart as upon an anvil. They come shaking in triumph their long, green hair: They come out of the sea and run shouting by the shore. My heart, have you no wisdom thus to despair? My love, my love, why have you left me alone?
Text Authorship:
- by James Joyce (1882 - 1941), no title, appears in Chamber Music, no. 36, first published 1907
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- FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , copyright © 2009, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- GER German (Deutsch) (Walter Riemer) , copyright © 2016, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
?. O cool is the valley now  [sung text not yet checked]
O cool is the valley now And there, love, will we go For many a choir is singing now Where Love did sometime go. And hear you not the thrushes calling, Calling us away? O cool and pleasant is the valley And there, love, will we stay.
Text Authorship:
- by James Joyce (1882 - 1941), no title, appears in Chamber Music, no. 16, first published 1907
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Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , copyright © 2009, (re)printed on this website with kind permission