by Emily Brontë (1818 - 1848)
Thou standest in the greenwoods now
Language: English
Thou standest in the greenwoods now The place the hour the same And here the fresh leaves gleam and glow And there down in the lake below The tiny ripples flame But where is he today today? O question not with me I will not Lady only say Where may thy lover be? Is he upon some distant shore? Or is he on the sea? Or is the heart thou dost adore A faithless heart to thee? The heart I love what're betide Is faithful as the grave And neither foreign lands divide Nor yet the rolling wave Then why should sorrow cloud that brow And tears those eyes bedim? Reply this once is it that thou Has faithless been to him? I gazed upon the cloudless moon And loved her all the night Till morning came and ardent noon Then I forgot her light No not forgot eternally Remains its memory dear But could the day seem dark to me Because the night was fair? I well may mourn that only one Can light my future sky Even thou by such a radiant sky My moon of life must die
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- 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 , "Thou standest in the greenwoods now", published 2002 [voice, piano], from Wuthering Heights, no. 27. [text verified 1 time]
Researcher for this page: Terry Fisk
This text was added to the website: 2004-03-22
Line count: 33
Word count: 191