I gazed upon the cloudless moon, And loved her all the night, Till morning came and radiant noon And 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?
- 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)
Researcher for this text: Nick Peros
This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
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