by Sara Teasdale (1884 - 1933)
The mystery
Language: English
Your eyes drink of me, Love makes them shine, Your eyes that lean So close to mine. We have long been lovers, We know the range Of each other's moods And how they change; But when we look At each other so Then we feel How little we know; The spirit eludes us, Timid and free -- Can I ever know you Or you know me?
Text Authorship:
- by Sara Teasdale (1884 - 1933), "The mystery", appears in Flame and Shadow, first published 1920 [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 Lori Laitman (b. 1955), "The mystery", 1997-8, first performed 1998 [ baritone or mezzo-soprano and piano ], from Mystery, no. 4 [sung text checked 1 time]
Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]
This text was added to the website: 2009-05-31
Line count: 16
Word count: 65