by Anonymous / Unidentified Author

Language: English 
Ay waking, O!
Waking ay and wearie,
Rest I canna get
For thinking on my dearie.
O this love, this love!
Life to me how dreary!
When I sleep I dream,
O! when I wake I'm eerie.
O this love, this love!

 ... 

Long, long the night,
Heavy comes the morrow,
While my soul's delight
Is on her bed of sorrow.
Ev'ry hope is fled,
Ev'ry fear is terror;
Slumber ev'n I dread,
Ev'ry dream is horror.
O this love, this love!

Long, long the night,
Heavy comes the morrow,
While my soul's delight
Is on her bed of sorrow.
Hear me, Powers divine!
Oh, in pity hear me!
Take aught else of mine,
But, my Chloris, spare me!
Spare, O spare my love!
The first stanza seems to be based on Robert Burns's poem Ay waking, O!.

Composition:

    Set to music by (Franz) Joseph Haydn (1732 - 1809), "Ay waking, O!", subtitle: "On Chloris being ill", JHW XXXII/3 no. 163, Hob. XXXIa no. 157, stanzas 1,3-4

Text Authorship:

  • by Anonymous / Unidentified Author, "Ay waking, O!"

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Researcher for this page: Ferdinando Albeggiani

This text was added to the website: 2009-12-29
Line count: 36
Word count: 166