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Song Cycle by Alfred Kunz (b. 1929)

?. Mirage  [sung text not yet checked]

Language: English 
The hope I dreamed of was a dream,
  Was but a dream; and now I wake,
Exceeding comfortless, and worn, and old,
  For a dream's sake.

I hang my harp upon a tree,
  A weeping willow in a lake;
I hang my silent harp there, wrung and snapt
  For a dream's sake.

Lie still, lie still, my breaking heart;
  My silent heart, lie still and break: 
Life, and the world, and [mine]1 own self, are changed
  For a dream's sake.

Text Authorship:

  • by Christina Georgina Rossetti (1830 - 1894), "Mirage", appears in Goblin Market and other Poems, first published 1862

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

  • CHI Chinese (中文) (Dr Huaixing Wang) , copyright © 2024, (re)printed on this website with kind permission

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1 Ives: "my"

Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]

I hear an army charging upon the land

Language: English 
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 [author's text not yet checked against a primary source]

Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):

Set by Alfred Kunz (b. 1929), published 1966 [ satb chorus and piano ]
Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]
Total word count: 190
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