by George William Russell (1867 - 1935)
The Mid‑World
Language: English
This is the red, red region Your heart must journey through: Your pains will here be legion And joy be death for you. Rejoice to-day: to-morrow A turning tide shall flow Through infinite tones of sorrow To reach an equal woe. You pass by love unheeding To gain the goal you long -- But my heart, my heart is bleeding: I cannot sing this song.
Text Authorship:
- by George William Russell (1867 - 1935), "The Mid-World", appears in The Earth Breath and Other Poems, first published 1897 [author's text not yet checked 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 Fritz Bennicke Hart (1874 - 1949), "The Mid-World", op. 30 (Seven Sets of Seven Songs, Set III) no. 5 (1918) [ voice and piano ] [sung text not yet checked]
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This text was added to the website: 2008-08-15
Line count: 12
Word count: 64