The splendour falls | The splendour falls on castle walls

Nocturne

Language: English

Our translations: CAT FRE NYN SPA

The splendour falls on castle walls
And snowy summits old in story:
The long night shakes across the lakes,
And the wild cataract leaps in glory:
Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying,
Bugle, blow; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying.

O hark, O hear how thin and clear,
And thinner, clearer, farther going!
O sweet and far from cliff and scar
The horns of Elfland faintly blowing!
Blow, let us hear the purple glens replying:
Bugle, blow answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying.

O love, they die in yon rich sky,
They faint on hill or field or river:
Our echoes roll from soul to soul
And grow for ever and for ever.
Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying,
Bugle, blow answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying.

Composition:

(Edward) Benjamin Britten

Serenade for tenor, horn and strings

Text Authorship:

by Alfred Tennyson, Lord (1809 - 1892), no title, appears in The Princess, first published 1850

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

SPA Spanish (Español) (Pablo Sabat) , "Nocturno"

Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]

This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 18
Word count: 127