by Ernest Christopher Dowson (1867 - 1900)

Language: English 
Our translations:  SPA
I was not sorrowful, I could not weep,
And all my memories were put to sleep.

I watched the river grow more white and strange,
All day till evening I watched it change.

All day till evening I watched the rain
Beat wearily upon the window pane.

I was not sorrowful, but only tired
Of everything that ever I desired.

Her lips, her eyes, all day became to me
The shadow of a shadow utterly.

All day my hunger for her heart became
Oblivion, until the evening came,

And left me sorrowful, inclined to weep,
With all my memories that could not sleep.

Composition:

    Set to music by Kaikhosru Sorabji (1892 - 1988), "I was not sorrowful", KSS 11 (1917), published 2006, first performed 2002 [ voice and piano ], Bath, The Sorabji Archive; critical edition; confirmed with Roberge's critical edition

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  • SPA Spanish (Español) (Poom Andrew Pipatjarasgit) , copyright © 2022, (re)printed on this website with kind permission


Research team for this page: Ted Perry , Poom Andrew Pipatjarasgit [Guest Editor]

This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 14
Word count: 104