by Julian Sturgis (1848 - 1904)
A stray nymph of Dian
Language: English
I went a-hunting with Queen Dian's maids; -- Our sandals, bright with dew, Swept through the grass, and down the list'ning glades Our hounds beside us flew; On swept the chase, but I stood gazing there Poor wounded doe beside a thorn-tree fair. For there, with fallen blossoms on his head, I spied the sleeping boy. The chase had left me breath, but now ot fled, For pain of too great joy; I panted so, the throng; that crossed my breast And held my quiver, hurt me where it pressed. I could not tell if he did smile or frown For shadow's fickle play On brow and cheek, and on his lip like down A loving shadow lay. And there I set my lips Ah, joy and woe! For now no more a hunting may I go, No more a hunting may I go.
Authorship:
- by Julian Sturgis (1848 - 1904) [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 Charles Hubert Hastings Parry, Sir (1848 - 1918), "A stray nymph of Dian", 1896, published 1902, from the collection English Lyrics, Fifth Set, no. 1. [text verified 1 time]
Researcher for this page: John Fowler
This text was added to the website: 2008-07-30
Line count: 20
Word count: 143