by Robert Burns (1759 - 1796)
Sensibility
Language: Scottish (Scots)
Sensibility, how charming, Thou, my friend, canst truly tell; But distress, with horrors arming, Thou hast also known too well! Fairest flow'r! behold the lily, Blooming in the sunny ray; Let the blast sweep o'er the valley, See it prostrate on the clay! Let the blast, &c. Hear the woodlark charm the forest, Telling o'er his little joys: Hapless bird! a prey the surest To each pirate of the skies. Dearly bought the hidden treasure Finer feelings can bestow! Chords that vibrate sweetest pleasure, Thrill the deepest notes of woe. Chords that vibrate, &c.
Authorship:
- by Robert Burns (1759 - 1796) [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 (Franz) Joseph Haydn (1732 - 1809), "Sensibility", JHW XXXII/3 no. 181, Hob. XXXIa no. 173. [text verified 1 time]
Researcher for this page: Ferdinando Albeggiani
This text was added to the website: 2009-12-29
Line count: 18
Word count: 94