There's nothing here to keep me from my own.-- The confident roads that at their ease beguile me With the all-promising lands, the great unknown, Can with their gilded dust blind me, defile me. It's so. Yet never did their lies deceive me, And when, lost in the dreaming route, I say I seek my soul, my soul does not believe me, But from these transports turns displeased away. But then, but then, why should I so behave me, Willingly duped ten, twenty times an hour, But that even at my dearest cost I'd save me From the true knowledge and the real power? In which through all time's changeable seasons grown, I might have stayed, unshaken, with my own.
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Confirmed with Edwin Muir, One Foot in Eden, London: Faber and Faber, 1956.
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- by Edwin Muir (1887 - 1959), "My Own", appears in One Foot in Eden [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 Francis George Scott (1880 - 1958), "Sonnet", 1951 [ voice and piano ] [sung text not yet checked]
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