by Anonymous / Unidentified Author
Friend of my soul, when far away
Language: English
Friend of my soul! when far away To distant realms of joy thou'st gone; Our friendship still, like Echo's lay, Shall vibrate with as sweet a tone. If o'er thy cheek a tear should rove. If thro' thy breast a pang should dart; That tear shall nurse a flower for Love, That pang -- it must not pain thy heart! And when Regret shall trace thy name, And Memory prompt my soul to weep; Hope shall unfold thy future fame. And hush each throbbing pulse to sleep!
Authorship:
- by Anonymous / Unidentified Author [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 Harriet Abrams (1760 - 1825), "Friend of my soul, when far away", published 1815? [ voice and piano or harp ], London : Chappell & Co. [sung text checked 1 time]
Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]
This text was added to the website: 2009-10-21
Line count: 12
Word count: 86