by Edna St. Vincent Millay (1892 - 1950)
Travel
Language: English
The railroad track is miles away, And the day is loud with voices speaking, Yet there isn't a train goes by all day But I hear its whistle shrieking. All night there isn't a train goes by, Though the night is still for sleep and dreaming But I see its cinders red on the sky, And hear its engine steaming. My heart is warm with the friends I make, And better friends I'll not be knowing, Yet there isn't a train I wouldn't take, No matter where it's going.
Authorship
- by Edna St. Vincent Millay (1892 - 1950), appears in Second April, first published 1921 [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 Gary Bachlund (b. 1947), "Travel", 2013 [medium voice and piano] [ sung text checked 1 time]
- by John Mitchell (b. 1941), "Travel", op. 51 (Five Lyrics by Edna St. Vincent Millay) no. 3 (1983) [ sung text checked 1 time]
- by Lynn Steele (1951 - 2002), "Travel" [mezzo-soprano and piano], from Seven Songs of Edna St. Vincent Millay, no. 1 [ sung text checked 1 time]
Researcher for this text: Victoria Brago
This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 12
Word count: 89