by Ivor (Bertie) Gurney (1890 - 1937)
The Wind
Language: English
All night the fierce wind blew -- All night I knew Time, like a dark wind, blowing All days, all lives, all memories Down empty, endless skies -- A blind wind, strowing Bright leaves of life’s torn tree Through blank eternity: Dreadfully swift, Time blew. All night I knew The outrush of its going. At dawn a thin rain wept. Worn out, I slept And woke to a fair morning. My days were amply long, and I content In their accomplishment -- Lost the wind’s warning.
Text 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 Ian Venables (b. 1955), "The Wind", op. 39 no. 3 [ voice and piano ], from The Pine Boughs Past Music, no. 3 [sung text checked 1 time]
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This text was added to the website: 2023-02-05
Line count: 17
Word count: 83