by John Clare (1793 - 1864)
It is the evening hour
Language: English
Our translations: GER
It is the evening hour, How silent all doth lie, The horned moon he shows his face In the river with the sky. Just by the path on which we pass, The flaggy lake lies still as glass. Spirit of her I love, Whispering to me, Stories of sweet visions, as I rove, Here stop, and crop with me Sweet flowers that in the still hour grew, We'll take them home, nor shake off the bright dew. Mary, or sweet spirit of thee, As the bright sun shines tomorrow. Thy dark eyes these flowers shall see, Gathered by me in sorrow. In the still hour when my mind was free Walk alone - yet wish I walked with thee.
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Published subsequently under many titles.Text Authorship:
- by John Clare (1793 - 1864), "Mary Bayfield", appears in John Clare: Poems, first published 1920 [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 Harold Ronald Clark (b. 1924), "It is the evening hour", 1974, first performed 1975 [ SSA chorus and piano ] [sung text not yet checked]
- by Shena Eleanor Fraser (1910 - 1993), "It is the evening hour", published 1952 [ SA chorus and piano ] [sung text not yet checked]
- by Leslie Walters (1902 - 1998), "The lost one", 1974, first performed 1975 [ baritone or tenor and piano ] [sung text not yet checked]
Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- GER German (Deutsch) (Bertram Kottmann) , "Mary Bayfield", copyright © 2013, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
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This text was added to the website: 2009-01-18
Line count: 18
Word count: 118