by William Sharp (1855 - 1905), as Fiona Macleod
Lances of gold
Language: English
The afternoon has drowsed through the sun-flood. The green leaves have grown golden, saturated with light. And now, at the sudden whirling of the lances of gold, a cloud of wild-doves arises from the pines, wheels against the sunblaze, and flashes out of sight, flames of purple and rose, of foam-white and pink. I know the green hidden nests of the wild-doves, when ye come again, O whirling lances of gold!
Text Authorship:
- by William Sharp (1855 - 1905), as Fiona Macleod, "Lances of gold", appears in The Silence of Amor: Prose Rhythms, first published 1896 [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 John Herbert Foulds (1880 - 1939), "Lances of gold", op. 51 no. 5, published 1921, first performed 1931 [ contralto and piano ], from Mood-Pictures, no. 5 [sung text not yet checked]
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This text was added to the website: 2008-08-17
Line count: 8
Word count: 71