by Julian Sturgis (1848 - 1904)
Whence
Language: English
Will he come to us out of the west With hair all blowing free ? Will he come, the last and best, Over the flowing sea, Prophet of days to be ? Aye, he will come; the unseen choir Attend his steps with song, And on his breast a deep toned lyre, And on his lips a word like fire To burn the ancient wrong. Bay crowned and goodlier than a king; With voice both strong and sweet The song of freedom will he sing And I from out of the crowd shall fling My rose-wreath at his feet.
Authorship:
- by Julian Sturgis (1848 - 1904), "Whence" [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), "Whence", 1904-6, published 1907, from the collection English Lyrics, Eighth Set, no. 1. [text verified 1 time]
Researcher for this page: John Fowler
This text was added to the website: 2008-06-09
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Word count: 99