by Anonymous / Unidentified Author
Tears
Language: English
In tremor, ere the morning With Orient light is grey, I tarried at the window And looked for coming day. Full in the glow of noontide I shed a bitter tear, And to my fond heart whispered, “My love will soon be here.” The night, the night is o’er me Who gleams I shun in dread; The day has now departed – My dream of joy is fled.
Authorship:
- by Anonymous / Unidentified Author [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 Samuel Coleridge-Taylor (1875 - 1912), "Tears", subtitle: "A Lament", op. 12 no. 2 (1896), published 1896 [ voice and piano ], from Southern Love Songs, no. 2 [sung text checked 1 time]
Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]
This text was added to the website: 2022-01-06
Line count: 12
Word count: 68