by George William Russell (1867 - 1935)
The dream
Language: English
I woke to find my pillow wet With the tears for deeds deep hid in sleep. I knew no sorrow here, but yet The tears fell softly through the deep. Your eyes, your other eyes of dream, Looked at me through the veil of blank; I saw their joyous, starlit gleam Like one who watches rank on rank. His victor airy legions wind And pass before his awful throne -- Was there thy loving heart unkind, Was I thy captive all o'erthrown?
Text Authorship:
- by George William Russell (1867 - 1935), "The dream", appears in Collected Poems, first published 1913 [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 Fritz Bennicke Hart (1874 - 1949), "The dream", op. 32 (Seven Sets of Seven Songs, Set V) no. 1 (1918) [ voice and piano ] [sung text not yet checked]
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This text was added to the website: 2005-02-23
Line count: 12
Word count: 81