by James Joyce (1882 - 1941)
Tilly
Language: English
He travels after a winter sun, Urging the cattle along a cold red road, Calling to them, a voice they know, He drives his beasts above Cabra. The voice tells them home is warm. They moo and make brute music with their hoofs. He drives them with a flowering branch before him, Smoke pluming their foreheads. Boor, bond of the herd, Tonight stretch full by the fire! I bleed by the black stream For my torn bough!
Text Authorship:
- by James Joyce (1882 - 1941), "Tilly", written 1904, appears in Pomes Penyeach, no. 1, first published 1927 [author's text checked 1 time 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 Stanley Richard Bate (1913 - 1959), "Tilly", published 1951 [ low voice and piano ], from Five Songs [sung text not yet checked]
- by Vivian Fine (1913 - 2000), "Tilly", 1932, published 1933, first performed 1932 [ mezzo-soprano, 2 violins, and violoncello ], from Four Songs, no. 4 [sung text checked 1 time]
- by Ernest John Moeran (1894 - 1950), "Tilly", R. 105 (c1931), published 1933 [ high voice and piano ], from The Joyce Book, no. 1, Sylvan Press [sung text checked 1 time]
Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , "Bonus", copyright © 2009, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- GER German (Deutsch) (Bertram Kottmann) , "Zugabe", copyright © 2014, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
Researcher for this page: Barbara Miller
This text was added to the website: 2005-01-13
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Word count: 77