There came a Wind like a Bugle — It quivered through the Grass And a Green Chill upon the Heat So ominous did pass We barred the Windows and the Doors As from an Emerald Ghost — The Doom's electric Moccasin That very instant passed — On a strange Mob of panting Trees And Fences fled away And Rivers where the Houses ran Those looked that lived — that Day — The Bell within the steeple wild The flying tidings told — How much can come And much can go, And yet abide the World!
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- by Emily Dickinson (1830 - 1886), no title [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 Gordon Getty (b. 1933), "There came a wind like a bugle" [soprano and piano], from The White Election - A Song Cycle for soprano and piano on 32 poems of Emily Dickinson, Part 4 : My Feet Slip Nearer, no. 28. [ sung text verified 1 time]
- by Lee Hoiby (1926 - 2011), "There came a wind like a bugle", from Four Dickinson Songs, no. 4. [ sung text verified 1 time]
- by Leon Kirchner (b. 1919), "1683", 1982 [soprano and piano], from The Twilight Stood, no. 6. [ sung text verified 1 time]
Set in a modified version by Ernst Bacon, Milton Bliss, Martin Butler, Aaron Copland, Thomas Pasatieri, George Perle.
Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- GER German (Deutsch) (Bertram Kottmann) , copyright © 2017, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]
This text was added to the website: 2017-05-02
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Word count: 95