by Anonymous / Unidentified Author
Canon
Language: English
Not only in my lady's eyes Do I her beauty find, All the lore that poets prize Is garnered in her mind. She is the soul of all I sing, For, though to me belong The pipe, the shell, the string, She is the soul of all I sing And she herself is the song. There is no wisdom in my word, No music in my lay, Save what I've sweetly heard My lady sing or say.
Text Authorship:
- by Anonymous / Unidentified Author [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 Charles Edward Ives (1874 - 1954), "Canon", 1893. [text verified 1 time]
Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]
This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 13
Word count: 77