The morning glory climbs above my head,
Pale flowers of white and purple, blue and red.
I am disquieted.
Down in the withered grasses something stirred;
I thought it was his footfall that I heard.
Then a grasshopper chirred.
I climbed the hill just as the new moon showed,
I saw him coming on the southern road.
My heart lays down its load.
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Confirmed with Lyrics from the Chinese by Helen Waddell, Boston and New York, Houghton Mifflin Company, 1913, page 5.
Text Authorship:
- by Helen Jane Waddell (1889 - 1965), no title, appears in Lyrics from the Chinese, first published 1913 [author's text checked 1 time against a primary source]
Based on:
- a text in Chinese (中文) by Anonymous/Unidentified Artist , written 1121 BCE [text unavailable]
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):
- by Phyllis Batchelor (1915 - 1999), no title, copyright © 2018 [ voice and piano ], from Lyrics from the Chinese ; 8 settings of ancient lyrics, no. 7 [sung text not yet checked]
- by Fritz Bennicke Hart (1874 - 1949), "The morning glory", op. 124 (Ten Songs in Two Sets of Five Each, Set I) no. 4 (1938) [ voice and piano ] [sung text not yet checked]
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