The Frosted Pane
Language: English 
One night came Winter noiselessly, and leaned 
Against my window-pane. 
In the deep stillness of his heart convened 
The ghosts of all his slain. 
Leaves, and ephemera, and stars of earth, 
And fugitives of grass, — 
White spirits loosed from bonds of mortal birth, 
He drew them on the glass.

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Authorship:

Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):

  • by Richard Stöhr (1874 - 1967), "The Frosted Pane", op. 91 (Twelve Songs) no. 2 (1943-1944) [ voice and piano ], unpublished; manuscript at Saint Michael's College Archives and available in scanned form at the Petrucci Music Library [sung text checked 1 time]

Researcher for this text: Johann Winkler

This text was added to the website: 2021-09-12
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