No more this bitter torture shall be borne, No more my life be crushed by fear of scorn, My Fate I'll know, despair shall make me bold, This very moment shall my love be told. What do I read in this old writer's page? A phrase that speaks to me from out a far-off age, "He either fears his fate too much, Or his deserts are small, Who dares not put it to the touch, And win, or lose it all."
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):
- by (Mary) Frances Allitsen, née Bumpus (1848 - 1912), "Resolve", published 1905 [voice and piano], from Moods and Tenses (Phases in a Love Drama) - Cycle of Eight Songs, no. 6, London, New York: Boosey & Co. [ sung text checked 1 time]
Researcher for this text: Sharon Krebs [Guest Editor]
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