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by Richard Henry Wilde (1789 - 1847)

None shall weep a tear for me
Language: English 
My Life is like the summer rose 
That opens to the morning sky, 
But, e'er the shades of evening close, 
Is scattered on the ground to die; 

Yet on the rose's humble head 
The sweetest dews of night are shed, 
As if they wept the waste to see, 
But none shall weep a tear for me.
 
My life is like the autumn leaf 
That trembles in the moons pale ray; 
Its hold is frail, its date is brief, 
Tis restless soon to pass away; 

Yet when that leaf shall fall and fade 
The parent tree will mourn its shade 
The winds bewail the leafless tree, 
But none shall weep a tear for me.

Text Authorship:

  • by Richard Henry Wilde (1789 - 1847) [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 Stephen Collins Foster (1826 - 1864), "None shall weep a tear for me", published 1860. [voice and piano] [
     text verified 1 time
    ]

Researcher for this page: Laura Prichard [Guest Editor]

This text was added to the website: 2015-12-26
Line count: 16
Word count: 113

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