Under the Blue (Wilbur Fisk Heath)
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- (Posted 2023-10-26) CPDL #76712:
- Editor: David Anderson (submitted 2023-10-26). Score information: Letter, 8 pages, 415 kB Copyright: Personal
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General Information
Title: Under the Blue
Composer: Wilbur Fisk Heath
Lyricist: Hattie Tyng Griswold
Number of voices: 4vv Voicing: SATB
Genre: Secular, Partsong
Language: English
Instruments: A cappella
First published: 1879 Ivison, Blakeman and Company
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Original text and translations
English text
Fair are the clouds in the summer sky,
Lazily, lazily passing me by;
Barge-like sailing yon waveless deep,
That ocean lying in summer sleep;
While just as silently here I lie,
Thinking of naught that meets my eye.
Under the blue,
Under the blue,
Under the blue of the tent-like sky.
Sweet are the sensers of summer air,
Hid in the fragrant grasses there:
Roses and myrrh, and frankincense,
And breath of pines, both subtle and dense;
Idle the winds— as idle as I,
Restful, joyful, feasting the eye.
None are so idle beneath the sun,
Nobody dreams of the rest I have won,
Nobody envies me lying so still,
Knowing no care and fearing no ill;
Nobody blames me, as idly I lie,
Gazing at clouds that forever go by.
Peace it is perfect in my domain;
Winds breathe forever a lullaby strain;
Sweet the nepenthe that comes with a sod,
Nature at last is at one with her God.
Ages on ages may now pass me by,
I shall not murmur, so calmly I lie.