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When do I see thee most, beloved one? | |||
When in the light the spirits of mine eyes | |||
Before thy face, their altar, solemnize | |||
The worship of that love thro’ thee made known? | |||
Or when, in the dusk hours (we two alone), | |||
Close-kissed and eloquent of still replies | |||
Thy twilight-hidden glimmering visage lies, | |||
And my soul only sees thy soul its own? | |||
O love, my love! if I no more should see | |||
Thyself, nor on the earth the shadow of thee, | |||
Nor image of thine eyes in any spring,— | |||
How then should sound upon Life’s darkening slope | |||
The ground-whirl of the perished leaves of Hope, | |||
The wind of Death’s imperishable wing?}} | |||
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[[Category:Early 20th century music]] | [[Category:Early 20th century music]] |
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- Editor: Paolo Pandolfo (submitted 2018-12-31). Score information: A4, 7 pages, 1.86 MB Copyright: CPDL
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General Information
Title: Love-Sight
Composer: Ralph Vaughan Williams
Lyricist: Dante Gabriel Rossetti
Number of voices: 1v Voicing: A
Genre: Secular, Lied
Language: English
Instruments: Piano
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Original text and translations
English text
When do I see thee most, beloved one?
When in the light the spirits of mine eyes
Before thy face, their altar, solemnize
The worship of that love thro’ thee made known?
Or when, in the dusk hours (we two alone),
Close-kissed and eloquent of still replies
Thy twilight-hidden glimmering visage lies,
And my soul only sees thy soul its own?
O love, my love! if I no more should see
Thyself, nor on the earth the shadow of thee,
Nor image of thine eyes in any spring,—
How then should sound upon Life’s darkening slope
The ground-whirl of the perished leaves of Hope,
The wind of Death’s imperishable wing?