by Anonymous / Unidentified Author
My dearest heart
Language: English
All the dreaming is broken through, Both what is done and undone I rue. Nothing is steadfast, nothing is true, But your love for me, and my love for you. My dearest, dearest heart! When the winds are loud, when the winds are low, When the roses come, when the roses go, One thought, one feeling is all I know, My dearest, dearest heart! The time is weary, the year is old, And the light of the lily burns close to the mould; The grave is cruel, the grave is cold, But the other side is the city of gold, My darling, darling heart!
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 Arthur Sullivan, Sir (1842 - 1900), "My dearest heart", published 1876. [text verified 1 time]
Researcher for this page: Ted Perry
This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 14
Word count: 104