by Cora Randall Fabbri (1871 - 1892)
Clasp mine closer, little dear white hand
Language: English
Clasp mine closer, little dear white Hand - Clasp mine fastly, till it grows so cold All your tender pressures will be vain To awake an answ'ring touch again, Till it lieth underneath the mould. In Life's storm, and in Life's sun, 'tis you Who have guided me throughout the land — Straightly - where the path was most obscure, Purely, for who touches you is pure — Little Hand, O little loved Hand. Paradise without you could not be. I will wait outside till I behold You appear.
Text Authorship:
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):
- by Liza Lehmann (1862 - 1918), "Clasp mine closer, little dear white hand", published 1910 [ high voice and piano ], from Five little love songs, no. 5 [sung text checked 1 time]
Researcher for this page: Johann Winkler
This text was added to the website: 2020-08-04
Line count: 13
Word count: 87