by Aldous Huxley (1894 - 1963)
The trellis
Language: English
Thick-flowered is the trellis That hides our joys From prying eyes of malice And all annoys, And we lie rosily bowered. Through the long afternoons And evenings endlessly Drawn out, when summer swoons In perfume windlessly, Sounds our light laughter. With whispered words between And silent kisses. None but the flowers have seen Our white caresses - Flowers and the bright-eyed birds.
Authorship:
- by Aldous Huxley (1894 - 1963) [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 John (Nicholson) Ireland (1879 - 1962), "The trellis", 1920, published 1920 [voice and piano], from Two Songs, no. 2. [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: 15
Word count: 62