by Robert Burns (1759 - 1796)
Language: Scottish (Scots)
Tho' cruel fate should bid us part As far's the pole and line, Her dear idea round my heart Would tenderly entwine. Tho' mountains frown, and deserts howl, And oceans roll between; Yet, dearer than my deathless soul, I still would love my Jean.
Confirmed with The Complete Poetical Works of Robert Burns, Cambridge edition, Boston and New York, Houghton Mifflin Company, 1897, page 205.
Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]
Composition:
- Set to music by Ludwig van Beethoven (1770 - 1827), "Constancy", WoO. 155 (26 Walisische Lieder) no. 22, G. 226 no. 22, published 1810/2 [ vocal duet with piano, violin, violoncello ]
Text Authorship:
- by Robert Burns (1759 - 1796), "Tho' cruel fate"
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Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , "Constance", copyright © 2014, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- FRE French (Français) (Pierre Mathé) , "Si un cruel destin nous ordonnait de nous séparer", copyright © 2014, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- GER German (Deutsch) [singable] (Georg Pertz) , "Beständigkeit"
Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]
This text was added to the website: 2005-01-16
Line count: 8
Word count: 44