by Margaret Wade Campbell Deland (1857 - 1945)
The myrtle
Language: English
Our translations: GER
Its clinging, mournful leaves, I said, Seem made to thatch a grave; Around the roots of cypress trees, Too deep in gloom for sun or breeze, It lives to mourn the dead! But when I kissed her name, I saw, Above the dear, dead maid, A starry flower of tender blue, A bit of heaven, shining through The leaves upon her grave!
Text Authorship:
- by Margaret Wade Campbell Deland (1857 - 1945), "The myrtle" [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 Edward Alexander MacDowell (1860 - 1908), "The myrtle", op. 26 (From an old garden (six songs)) no. 2, published c1899 [sung text checked 1 time]
Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- GER German (Deutsch) (Linda Godry) , "Die Myrte", copyright © 2009, (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.
Line count: 10
Word count: 62