by Emily Brontë (1818 - 1848)
From our evening fireside now
Language: English
From our evening fireside now Merry laugh and cheerful tone Smiling eye and cloudless brow Mirth and music all are flown Yet the grass before the door Grows as green in April rain And as blithely as of yore Larks have poured their day-long strain Is it fear or is it sorrow Checks the stagnant stream of joy? Do we tremble that tomorrow May some future peace destroy? ... One is absent, and for one Cheerless chill is our hearthstone One is absent and for him Cheeks are pale and eyes are dim The joy of life has flown He is gone and we are lone So it is by morn and eve So it is in field and hall For the absent one we grieve One being absent saddens all
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Authorship:
- by Emily Brontë (1818 - 1848) [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 Terry Fisk , "From our evening fireside now", published 2002 [voice, piano], from Wuthering Heights, no. 17. [text verified 1 time]
Researcher for this page: Terry Fisk
This text was added to the website: 2004-03-22
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Word count: 131