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Each life converges to some centre Expressed or still; Exists in every human nature A goal, Admitted scarcely to itself, it may be, Too fair For credibility's temerity To dare. Adored with caution, as a brittle heaven, To reach Were hopeless as the rainbow's raiment To touch, Yet persevered toward, surer for the distance; How high Unto the saints' slow diligence The sky! Ungained, it may be, by a life's low venture, But then, Eternity enables the endeavoring Again.
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- by Emily Dickinson (1830 - 1886), no title, appears in Poems by Emily Dickinson, first published 1891 [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 Daniel Rogers Pinkham (1923 - 2006), "Each life converges to some centre", published 1963 [SSAA chorus and piano or chamber orchestra], from An Emily Dickinson Mosaic [ sung text not verified ]
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- ITA Italian (Italiano) (Ferdinando Albeggiani) , title 1: "Ogni esistenza converge a un qualche centro", copyright © 2008, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , title 1: "Chaque Vie converge vers un Centre", copyright ©, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
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Word count: 79
Ogni esistenza converge a un qualche centro Dichiarato o taciuto; Si annida, in ogni essere umano, una meta talvolta pure inconfessata, tanto bella che pare troppo ardimento osare conquistarla. Cautamente adorata, come un fragile cielo; raggiungerla sarebbe impresa disperata, come toccare le vesti dell'arcobaleno, Ma quanto più remota, più sicura se perseguita, Come alto Alla lenta pazienza dei santi Appare il cielo. Forse la umile avventura di una vita non la raggiungerà Ma allora si potrà ritentare l'impresa Nell'Eternità.
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- a text in English by Emily Dickinson (1830 - 1886), no title, appears in Poems by Emily Dickinson, first published 1891
This text was added to the website: 2008-01-04
Line count: 20
Word count: 79