There bloomed [by]1 my cottage door A rose with a heart scented sweet, O so lovely and fair that I plucked it one day, Laid it over my own heart's [quick]2 beat. In a moment its petals were shed: Just a tiny white mound at my feet. There flew through my casements low A linnet [who]3 richly could sing. Sang so thrillingly sweet I could not let it go But must cage it, the [glad, pretty]4 thing. But it [died]5 in the cage I had made, Not a note to my chamber would bring. There came to my lonely soul [A]6 friend I had waited for long, And the deep chilly silence lay stricken and dead, Pierc'd to death by our love and our song. And I thought [on]7 the bird and the flow'r And my soul in its knowledge grew strong. Go out when thou wilt, O friend; -- Sing thy song, roam the world glad and free ; By the holding I lose; by the giving I gain, And the gods cannot take thee from me ; For a song and a scent on the wind Shall drift in through the doorway from thee.
1 Smyth: "at"
2 Smyth: "swift"
3 Smyth: "that"
4 Smyth: "wild, happy"
5 Smyth: "pined"
6 Smyth: "The"
7 Smyth: "of"
- by Ethel Carnie Holdsworth (1886 - 1962), as Ethel Carnie, "Possession", appears in Songs of a Factory Girl, first published 1911 [author's text checked 1 time against a primary source]
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- by Ethel Mary Smyth, Dame (1858 - 1944), "Possession", 1913, published 1913 [mezzo-soprano or baritone and orchestra], from Three songs, no. 2, Leipzig: Universal Edition [ sung text checked 1 time]
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