by Helen Maude Francesca Bantock, née von Schweitzer (1868 - 1961)
Festal song
Language: English
Oh! wreathe the bowl with Lotus flowers, And drop the rose-leaves in the wine, And feast away the festal hours, Live while thy life is thine. Too soon, thy soul will slip away, Down to the land where no delight Passeth along that shadowy way Which leads unto the night. Then joyous laugh and sweep thy lyre, And sing of love and dream of Fame, And kiss, and clasp thy heart's desire, Since all will end the same.
Authorship
- by Helen Maude Francesca Bantock, née von Schweitzer (1868 - 1961) [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 Granville Ransome Bantock, Sir (1868 - 1946), "Festal song", 1897, published 1898 [voice and piano], from Songs of the East III: Songs of Egypt, no. 6, Breitkopf und Härtel [ sung text checked 1 time]
Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- GER German (Deutsch) [singable] (Franz Hermann Schneider)
Researcher for this text: Andrew Schneider [Guest Editor]
This text was added to the website: 2009-02-19
Line count: 12
Word count: 78