To wander alone when the moon, faintly beaming With glimmering lustre, darts thro' the dark shade, Where owls seek for covert, and nightbirds complaining Add sound to the horror that darkens the glade. 'Tis not for the happy; come, daughter of sorrow, 'Tis here thy sad thoughts are embalm'd in thy tears, Where, lost in the past, disregarding tomorrow, There's nothing for hopes and nothing for fears.
- by Anne Hunter (1742 - 1821) [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)
Available translations, adaptations, and transliterations (if applicable):
- FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , title 1: "Le voyageur", copyright © 2008, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- CAT Catalan (Català) (Anna Brull Piñol) , title 1: "El rodamón", copyright © 2011, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- DUT Dutch (Nederlands) [singable] (Lau Kanen) , title 1: "De wandelaar", copyright © 2016, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
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This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
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