by David Hartley Coleridge (1796 - 1849)
When we were idlers with the loitering rills See original
Language: English
When we were idlers with the loitering rills, The need of human love we little noted: Our love was nature; and the peace that floated On the white mist, and dwelt upon the hills, To sweet accord subdued our wayward wills: One soul was ours, one mind, one heart devoted, That, wisely doting, asked not why it doted, And ours the unknown joy, which knowing kills. But now I find how dear thou wert to me; That man is more than half of nature's treasure, Of that fair beauty which no eye can see, Of that sweet music which no ear can measure; And now the streams may sing for others' pleasure, The hills sleep on in their eternity.
Composition:
- Set to music by Lennox Randal Francis Berkeley, Sir (1903 - 1989), "When we were idlers with the loitering rills", op. 58 no. 7 (1962), published 1963 [ high voice and piano ], from Autumn's Legacy, no. 7
Text Authorship:
- by David Hartley Coleridge (1796 - 1849), "To a friend", from Poems, first published 1833
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Word count: 118