Sea drift (Samuel Coleridge-Taylor)
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- (Posted 2023-10-05) CPDL #76064:
- Editor: David Anderson (submitted 2023-10-05). Score information: Letter, 28 pages, 1.04 MB Copyright: Personal
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General Information
Title: Sea drift
Composer: Samuel Coleridge-Taylor
Lyricist: Thomas Bailey Aldrich
Number of voices: 8vv Voicing: SSAATTBB
Genre: Secular, Partsong
Language: English
Instruments: A cappella
First published: 1908 Novello and Co.
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Original text and translations
English text
See where she stands, on the wet sea-sands,
Looking across the water:
Wild is the night, but wilder still
The face of the fisher’s daughter!
What does she there, in the lightning’s glare,
What does she there, I wonder?
What dread demon drags her forth
In the night and wind and thunder?
Is it the ghost that haunts this coast?–
The cruel waves mount higher,
And the beacon pierces the stormy dark
With its javelin of fire.
Beyond the light of the beacon bright
A merchantman is tacking;
The hoarse wind whistling through the shrouds,
And the brittle topmasts cracking.
The sea it moans over dead men’s bones,
The sea it foams in anger;
The curlews swoop through the resonant air
With a warning cry of danger.
The star-fish clings to the sea-weed’s rings
In a vague, dumb sense of peril;
And the spray, with its phantom-fingers, grasps
At the mullein dry and sterile.
0, who is she that stands by the sea,
In the lightning’s glare, undaunted?
Seems this now like the coast of hell
By one white spirit haunted!
The night drags by; and the breakers die
Along the ragged ledges;
The robin stirs in its drenchèd nest,
The hawthorn blooms on the hedges.
In shimmering lines, through the dripping pines,
The stealthy mom advances;
And the heavy sea-fog straggles back
Before those bristling lances!
Still she stands on the wet sea-sands;
The morning breaks above her,
And the corpse of a sailor gleams on the rocks–
What if it were her lover?