by Percy Bysshe Shelley (1792 - 1822)
I stood upon a heaven‑cleaving turret
Language: English
I stood upon a heaven-cleaving turret Which overlooked a wide Metropolis -- And in the temple of my heart my Spirit Lay prostrate, and with parted lips did kiss The dust of Desolations [altar] hearth -- And with a voice too faint to falter It shook that trembling fane with its weak prayer 'Twas noon,--the sleeping skies were blue The city
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Text Authorship:
- by Percy Bysshe Shelley (1792 - 1822), "Fragment: I stood upon a heaven-cleaving turret" [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 George Antheil (1900 - 1959), "I stood upon a heaven-cleaving turret", published 1951 [SATB chorus and piano], from Eight Fragments from Shelley, no. 8. [text not verified]
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This text was added to the website: 2005-01-26
Line count: 9
Word count: 59