by Anne Hunter (1742 - 1821)
Translation © by Guy Laffaille

To the Aeolian Harp
Language: English 
Available translation(s): FRE
Harp of the winds! In airy measure
Thy strings when viewless fingers move,
Unfolding all thy tuneful treasure,
Thy cadence wild I dearly love.

Refrain:
 The sounds, all earthly sounds excelling,
 Our wand'ring thoughts to heav'n recall;
 Now softly sighing, loudly swelling,
 Lost in many a dying fall.

Harp of the winds! While, pensive musing,
I mark thy deep impassion'd strain,
When trees their summer beauty losing,
With yellow leaves bestrew the plain.

(Refrain)

Harp of the winds! While, faintly beaming,
Yon moon hangs o'er the ruined tower,
And flitting shadows dimly gleaming,
Seem subject to thy magic power.

(Refrain)

Authorship

Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive)

Available translations, adaptations, and transliterations (if applicable):

  • GER German (Deutsch) (G. Pertz) , title 1: "An die Äolsharfe"
  • FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , title 1: "À la harpe éolienne", copyright © 2008, (re)printed on this website with kind permission


Researcher for this text: Ferdinando Albeggiani

This text was added to the website: 2006-01-11
Line count: 19
Word count: 100

À la harpe éolienne
Language: French (Français)  after the English 
Harpe des vents ! Dans une mesure aérienne
Tes cordes quand des doigts invisibles les touchent,
Déployant tous tes trésors mélodieux,
Ton rythme sauvage je les aime tendrement.

Refrain :
 Les sons, tous les sons terrestres brillant,
 Nos pensées errantes rappellent le paradis ;
 Maintenant soupirant doucement, se gonflant fortement,
 Perdus dans maintes chutes mourantes.

Harpe des vents ! Pendant que, songeant pensif,
Je note ta lignée profondément passionnée,
Quand les arbres perdant leur beauté estivale,
De feuilles jaunes jonchent la plaine.

(Refrain)

Harpe des vents ! Pendant que, rayonnant faiblement,
Là-bas la lune se tient sur la tour en ruine,
Et les ombres voltigeantes brillant vaguement,
Semblent soumises à ton pouvoir magique.

(Refrain)

Authorship

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This text was added to the website: 2008-04-11
Line count: 19
Word count: 114