by Mary Ann Evans (1819 - 1880), as George Eliot
Our caresses, our tender words, our...
Language: English
Our caresses, our tender words, our still rapture under the influence of autumn sunsets, or pillared vistas, or calm majestic statues, or Beethoven symphonies, all bring with them the consciousness that they are mere waves and ripples in an unfathomable ocean of love and beauty; our emotion in its keenest moment passes from expression to silence, our love at its highest flood rushes beyond its object, and loses itself in the sense of divine mystery.
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- by Mary Ann Evans (1819 - 1880), as George Eliot, no title, appears in Middlemarch [novel] [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 Tom Cipullo (b. 1960), "Rapture" [ voice and piano ] [sung text checked 1 time]
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