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by Emily Dickinson (1830 - 1886)

The secret

(Sung text for setting by J. Weiss)

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Language: English

Our translations: GER

Some things that fly there be, —
Birds, hours, the bumble-bee:
Of these no elegy.

Some things that stay there be, —
Grief, hills, eternity:
Nor this behooveth me.

There are, that resting, rise.
Can I expound the skies?
How still the riddle lies!

Composition:

Joel Weiss

I Shall not Live in Vain

Text Authorship:

by Emily Dickinson (1830 - 1886), no title

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Researcher for this page: Joel Weiss

This text was added to the website: 2016-08-29
Line count: 9
Word count: 44

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