by Alfred Tennyson, Lord (1809 - 1892)
Every day hath its night
Language: English
I Every day hath its night: Every night its morn: Through dark and bright Wingèd hours are borne; Ah! welaway! Seasons flower and fade; Golden calm and storm Mingle day by day. There is no bright form Doth not cast a shade — Ah! welaway! II When we laugh, and our mirth Apes the happy vein, We're so kin to earth Pleasuance fathers pain — Ah! welaway! Madness laugheth loud: Laughter bringeth tears: Eyes are worn away Till the end of fears Cometh in the shroud, Ah! welaway! III All is change, woe or weal; Joy is sorrow's brother; Grief and sadness steal Symbols of each other; Ah! welaway! Larks in heaven's cope Sing: the culvers mourn All the livelong day. Be not all forlorn; Let us weep in hope — Ah! welaway!
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Authorship:
- by Alfred Tennyson, Lord (1809 - 1892), "Song" [author's text checked 1 time 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 Klaus Miehling (b. 1963), "Every day hath its night", op. 145 no. 2 (2008), published 2014 [ four-part mixed chorus ], from Three Poems by Alfred Tennyson, no. 2 [sung text not yet checked]
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This text was added to the website: 2014-09-16
Line count: 36
Word count: 133