by James Joyce (1882 - 1941)
Let us fling to the winds all moping and...
Language: English
Let us fling to the winds all moping and madness, Play us a jig in the spirit of gladness On the creaky old squeaky strings of the fiddle. The why of the world is an answerless riddle Puzzlesome, tiresome, hard to unriddle. To the seventeen devils with sapient sadness: Tra la, tra la.
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Text Authorship:
- by James Joyce (1882 - 1941), no title [author's text checked 1 time 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 Aribert Reimann (b. 1936), "Let us fling", 1989, first performed 1991 [baritone and piano], from Shine and Dark, no. 7, Schott Music [text verified 1 time]
Researcher for this page: Peter Schoene
This text was added to the website: 2012-05-23
Line count: 7
Word count: 53