by Alfred Perceval Graves (1846 - 1931)
She is my love beyond all thought
Language: English
She is my love beyond all thought, Though she has wrought my deepest dole; Yet dearer for the cruel pain Than one who fain would make me whole. She is my glittering gem of gems, Who yet contemns my fortune bright; Whose cheek but glows with redder scorn Since mine has worn a stricken white. She is my sun and moon and star, Who yet so far and cold doth keep, She would not even o'er my bier One tender tear of pity weep. Into my heart unsought she came, A wasting flame, a haunting care; Into my heart of hearts, ah! why? And left a sigh for ever there.
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Text Authorship:
- by Alfred Perceval Graves (1846 - 1931), "She is my love", appears in The Irish Poems of Alfred Perceval Graves, in Songs of the Gael [and] A Gaelic Story-Telling, first published 1908 [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 Charles Hubert Hastings Parry, Sir (1848 - 1918), "She is my love beyond all thought", 1910-8, published 1920 [voice and piano], from the collection English Lyrics, Eleventh Set, no. 8. [text verified 1 time]
- by Freda Mary Swain (1902 - 1985), "She is my love beyond all thought", c1922. [tenor and piano ensemble] [text not verified]
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