From an island of the sea Sounds a voice that summons me, - "Turn thy prow, sailor, come With the wind home!" Sweet o'er the rainbow foam, Sweet in the treetops, "Come, Co-ral, cliff, and watery sand, Sea-wave to land! "Droop not thy lids at night, Furl not thy sails from flight!..." Cease, cease, above the wave, Deep as the grave! O, what voice of the salt sea Calls me so insistently? Echoes, echoes, night and day, "Come, come away!"
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- by David Arditti (b. 1964), "Come!", op. 11 no. 1 (1996), from Three Poems of Walter de la Mare, no. 1 [sung text checked 1 time]
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