by Madison Cawein (1865 - 1914)
Deserted
Language: English
The old house leans upon a tree Like some old man upon a staff: The night wind in its ancient porch Sounds like a hollow laugh. The heaven is wrapped in flying clouds As grandeur cloaks itself in gray: The starlight flitting in and out, Glints like a lanthorn ray1. The dark is full of whispers. Now A fox-hound howls: and through the night, Like some old ghost from out its grave, The moon comes misty white.
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Gary Bachlund's note: 1 Lanthorn is an archaic word for lantern, from its root, horn, used as the sides of such lighting which has a transparent or translucent case for holding a light and protecting it from wind and weather.
Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]
Gary Bachlund's note: 1 Lanthorn is an archaic word for lantern, from its root, horn, used as the sides of such lighting which has a transparent or translucent case for holding a light and protecting it from wind and weather.
Text Authorship:
- by Madison Cawein (1865 - 1914), "Deserted" [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 Gary Bachlund (b. 1947), "Deserted", 2009 [medium voice and piano] [ sung text checked 1 time]
Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]
This text was added to the website: 2009-11-23
Line count: 12
Word count: 78