by Anonymous / Unidentified Author
Translation by George Gordon Noel Byron, Lord Byron (1788 - 1824)

In moments to delight devoted
Language: English  after the Portuguese (Português) 
Available translation(s): FRE
In moments to delight devoted 
  «My life» with tenderest tone you cry;
Dear words! on which my heart had doted,
  If Youth could neither fade or die. 

To Death even hours like these must roll,
  Ah! then repeat those accents never;
Or change «my Life» into «my Soul»
  Which, like my Love, exists for ever. 

About the headline (FAQ)

Confirmed with Lord Byron, Childe Harold's Pilgrimage, a Romaunt: and other Poems, seventh Edition, London: John Murray, 1814, page 245. Appears in Poems.


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Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive)

Settings in other languages, adaptations, or excerpts:

  • Also set in German (Deutsch), a translation by Adolf Böttger (1815 - 1870) , "Aus dem Portugiesischen", first published 1819 ; composed by Hans Hermann.
  • Also set in Russian (Русский), a translation by Ivan Ivanovich Kozlov (1779 - 1840) ; composed by Akhilles Nikolayevich Alferaki, Reinhold Moritzevich Glière, Nikolai Andreyevich Rimsky-Korsakov.

Other available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):

  • FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , copyright © 2011, (re)printed on this website with kind permission


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This text was added to the website: 2009-04-07
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Word count: 55