by Hubert Church (1857 - 1932)
Fidelis
Language: English
Fidelis was the word, A rosebud smile the wand To touch my soul that stirred All ecstasy beyond, Like a soaring bird. The bird is in the skies, My heart was even there, Where Summer's cradle lies Rocked by a secret air Slipped from Paradise. The Summer light it goes, The bird away it flies, And Love is one with those : The rose that never dies Never was a rose.
Text Authorship:
- by Hubert Church (1857 - 1932), "Fidelis" [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 Fritz Bennicke Hart (1874 - 1949), "Fidelis", op. 17 (Five songs) no. 1 (1913) [ voice and piano ] [sung text not yet checked]
Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]
This text was added to the website: 2009-01-30
Line count: 15
Word count: 71