by (Francis) Bret(t) Harte (1839 - 1902)
Fate
Language: English
'The sky is clouded, the rocks are bare, The spray of the tempest is white in air; The winds are out with the waves at play, And I shall not tempt the sea to-day. 'The trail is narrow, the wood is dim, The panther clings to the arching limb; And the lion's whelps are abroad at play, And I shall not join in the chase to-day.' But the ship sailed safely over the sea, And the hunters came from the chase in glee; And the town that was builded upon a rock Was swallowed up in the earthquake shock.
Authorship:
- by (Francis) Bret(t) Harte (1839 - 1902), "Fate" [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 Ivor (Bertie) Gurney (1890 - 1937), "Fate", 1911-1912 [ voice and piano ] [sung text not yet checked]
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This text was added to the website: 2022-01-12
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Word count: 99