Something hath called me, Called me from far dreams. The naked trees are quivering with delight. Do dreams still hold me, That faint music streams Across the haunted silence of the night? Wonder hath risen, Risen through the air. The listening world in worship lovelier grows. Beauty hath risen O how clear and fair The tide of silver music ebbs and flows.
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Text Authorship:
- by Margery Georgina Agrell, née Hitchcock (1890 - 1967) [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 Cecil Armstrong Gibbs (1889 - 1960), "To one who passed whistling through the night", 1921, published 1921 [ voice and piano ] [sung text checked 1 time]
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