by Rosamund Marriott Watson (1860 - 1911)
The unforeseen
Language: English
How could I dream a day would ever dawn,
How could I dream the day would dawn, indeed,
When daffodils should glisten on the lawn,
And I not heed ?
How strange it seems to think I never knew,
That one day Spring's first breath [would]1 thrill the air,
Brown furrows shine beneath the rain-washed blue,
And I not care.
How could I tell a long-remembered voice
Might stir grey sorrow from her wintry sleep ?
I did not dream the song-thrush would rejoice,
And I but weep.
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1 Scott: "should"
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1 Scott: "should"
Text Authorship:
- by Rosamund Marriott Watson (1860 - 1911), "The unforeseen", appears in Vespertilia and Other Verses [author's text checked 1 time 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 Cyril Meir Scott (1879 - 1970), "The unforeseen", op. 74 no. 3, published 1911 [voice and piano], London : Elkin [text verified 1 time]
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Word count: 87