by Rupert Brooke (1887 - 1915)
The dance
Language: English
As the Wind, and as the Wind,
In a corner of the way,
Goes stepping, stands twirling,
Invisibly, comes whirling,
Bows before, and skips behind,
In a grave, an endless play --
So my Heart, and so my Heart,
Following where your feet have gone,
Stirs dust of old dreams there;
He turns a toe; he gleams there,
Treading you a dance apart.
But you see not. You pass on.
Text Authorship:
- by Rupert Brooke (1887 - 1915), "The dance", appears in The Collected Poems of Rupert Brooke: With a Memoir, first published 1918 [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 Ruth Gipps (1921 - 1999), "The dance" [soprano or tenor and piano], from Four Songs of Youth [text not verified]
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This text was added to the website: 2008-07-12
Line count: 12
Word count: 69