by William Smyth (1765 - 1849)
The fair maid of Mona
Language: English
How, my love, could hapless doubts o'er take thee, Was my heart so little known? Could'st thou think thy Mary would forsake thee? Thou wast lov'd, and thou alone! Cruel Fortune! Rash! Mistaken Lover! May I ... must I not complain: Never, never may'st thou now discover, All that now were known in vain. Mine the grief, alas! That knows no measure, Thou wast lov'd, and thou alone: Thine the life that now can feel no pleasure, Wreck'd my bliss, and lost thine own. Sometimes will my lonely sighs accuse thee, But thy heart was not unkind.
Authorship:
- by William Smyth (1765 - 1849) [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):
- by Ludwig van Beethoven (1770 - 1827), "The fair maid of Mona", WoO. 155 (26 Walisische Lieder) no. 6 (1809-10) [sung text checked 1 time]
Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- GER German (Deutsch) (Georg Pertz) , "Das schöne Mädchen von Mona"
Researcher for this page: Ferdinando Albeggiani
This text was added to the website: 2006-01-11
Line count: 14
Word count: 97