by Percy Bysshe Shelley (1792 - 1822)

Language: English 
Our translations:  ITA
He came like a dream in the dawn of life,
and he fled like a shadow before its noon;
He is gone, and all my peace is turned to strife,
And I wander and wane like the weary moon.
O, sweet Echo, wake, 
And for my sake
Make answer the while my heart shall break!

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Composition:

    Set to music by Harl McDonald (1899 - 1955), "He is gone", published 1945, stanza 1 [ voice and piano ], Philadelphia: Elkan-Vogel Co.

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

  • ITA Italian (Italiano) (Ferdinando Albeggiani) , "Frammenti di un dramma incompiuto", copyright © 2013, (re)printed on this website with kind permission


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This text was added to the website: 2005-01-27
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Word count: 107