What needs complaints, When she a place Has with the race Of saints? In endless mirth She thinks not on What 's said or done In Earth. She sees no tears, Or any tone Of thy deep groan She hears: Nor does she mind Or think on 't now That ever thou Wast kind; But changed above, She likes not there, As she did here, Thy love. Forbear therefore, And lull asleep Thy woes, and weep No more.
- by Robert Herrick (1591 - 1674) [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 Vivian Fine (1913 - 2000), "Comfort to a Youth that had lost his Love", 1932, published 1933, first performed 1932 [voice, violin, viola], from Four Songs, no. 2. [text verified 1 time]
- by Ned Rorem (b. 1923), "Comfort to a Youth that had lost his Love", published 1952, from Flight For Heaven, no. 8. [text verified 1 time]
Available translations, adaptations, and transliterations (if applicable):
- GER German (Deutsch) (Beate Binnig) , copyright © 2016, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]
This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 24
Word count: 78