There is a morn by men unseen | There is a morn by men unseen

There is a morn by men unseen

Language: English

Our translations: GER

There is a morn by men unseen
Whose maids upon remoter green
Keep their seraphic May,
And all day long, with dance and game,
And gambol I may never name,
Employ their holiday.
 
Here to light measure move the feet
Which walk no more the village street
Nor by the wood are found,
Here are the birds that sought the sun
When last year's distaff idle hung,
And summer's brows were bound.
 
Ne'er saw I such a wondrous scene,
Ne'er such a ring on such a green
Nor so serene array,
As if the stars, some summer night,
Should swing their cups of Chrysolite
And revel till the day.
 
Like thee to dance, like thee to sing,
People upon the mystic green,
I ask each new May morn.
I wait thy far fantastic bells
Announcing me in other dells
Unto the different dawn!

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Text Authorship:

by Emily Dickinson (1830 - 1886), no title [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 Emma Lou Diemer (b. 1927), "There is a morn unseen", 1991, published 1993, first performed 1992 [chorus and orchestra], Seesaw [ sung text not verified ]
by Gordon Getty (b. 1933), "There is a morn by men unseen" [soprano and piano], from The White Election - A Song Cycle for soprano and piano on 32 poems of Emily Dickinson, Part 1 : The Pensive Spring, no. 2. [ sung text verified 1 time]
by Julian Philips (b. 1969), "There is a morn by men unseen", first performed 2003 [voice and piano], confirmed with a concert programme booklet [ sung text verified 1 time]

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Researcher for this page: Barbara Miller

This text was added to the website: 2011-01-12
Line count: 24
Word count: 143