by Elinor Wylie (1885 - 1928)
Spring pastoral
Language: English
Liza, go steep your long white hands In the cool waters of that spring Which bubbles up through shiny sands The colour of a wild-dove's wing. Dabble your hands, and steep them well Until those nails are pearly white Now rosier than a laurel bell; Then come to me at candlelight. Lay your cold hands across my brows, And I shall sleep, and I shall dream Of silver-pointed willow boughs Dipping their fingers in a stream.
Text Authorship:
- by Elinor Wylie (1885 - 1928), "Spring pastoral", appears in Nets to Catch the Wind, first published 1921 [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 Mary (Carlisle) Howe (1882 - 1964), "Spring pastoral", published 1938 [ SSA chorus and piano ] [sung text not yet checked]
- by Russell Woollen (1923 - 1994), "Spring pastoral", 1964 [ voice and piano ], from Willow Brook Suite [sung text not yet checked]
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This text was added to the website: 2008-08-31
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Word count: 76