by Emily Dickinson (1830 - 1886)
Musicians wrestle everywhere
Language: English
Musicians wrestle everywhere: All day, among the crowded air, I hear the silver strife; And - waking long before the [dawn]1 - Such transport breaks upon the town I think it that "new life"! It is not bird, it has no nest; Nor band, in brass and scarlet dressed, Nor tambourine, nor man; It is not hymn from pulpit read, - The morning stars the treble led On time's first afternoon! Some say it is the spheres at play! Some say that bright majority Of vanished dames and men! Some think it service in the place Where we, with late, celestial face, Please God, shall ascertain!
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Text Authorship:
- by Emily Dickinson (1830 - 1886), no title, appears in Poems by Emily Dickinson, first published 1891 [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 Elliott Cook Carter, Jr. (1908 - 2012), "Musicians wrestle everywhere", published 1948 [ SSATB chorus a cappella or with string orchestra ], madrigal [sung text checked 1 time]
- by Peter Mennin (1923 - 1983), "Musicians wrestle everywhere", published 1979 [ SSA chorus, harp, piano, and percussion ], from Reflections of Emily [sung text not yet checked]
- by Paul Wehage , "Musicians wrestle everywhere" [ high voice and piano ], from Ten Dickinson Songs, no. 9 [sung text not yet checked]
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Word count: 104