by Edwin Arlington Robinson (1869 - 1935)
Credo
Language: English
I cannot find my way: there is no star In all the shrouded heavens anywhere; And there is not a whisper in the air Of any living voice but one so far That I can hear it only as a bar Of lost, imperial music, played when fair And angel fingers wove, and unaware, Dead leaves to garlands where no roses are. No, there is not a glimmer, nor a call, For one that welcomes, welcomes when he fears, The black and awful chaos of the night; For through it all, -- above, beyond it all, -- I know the far-sent message of the years, I feel the coming glory of the Light!
Authorship:
- by Edwin Arlington Robinson (1869 - 1935), "Credo", appears in The Children of the Night, first published 1897 [author's text checked 1 time 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 Stephen Allcock , "Credo" [SATB chorus a cappella] [ sung text not yet checked against a primary source]
- by John Woods Duke (1899 - 1984), "Credo", 1961. [medium voice and piano] [ sung text not yet checked against a primary source]
- by Louise Souther , "Credo", published 1935. [voice and piano] [ sung text not yet checked against a primary source]
Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]
This text was added to the website: 2008-06-17
Line count: 14
Word count: 111