The two spirits (Ciro Pinsuti)
- Editor: James Gibb (submitted 2019-08-07). Score information: A4, 7 pages, 119 kB Copyright: CPDL
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Original text and translations
There soared a mighty bird in heaven,
With rapid pinions, strangely white;
They flashed thro' air like lightning driven
Across the starless dome of night.
It was the messenger of Fame,
O'er all the earth a spirit flying,
To tell how one to honours came;
How died, and left a name undying!
And thousands wakened at the story;
Their fervid hopes sped up like fire;
Some grasped the sword to conquer glory,
Some strove to wake the poet's lyre!
There sang a merry, plumed chorist,
With downy feathers homely gray;
And sunny plain, and shady forest,
In music echoed back his lay.
It was the harbinger of Peace,
Who told of humble, social blessing,
Of patient labours sure increase;
Of friendship's joys, of love's caressing.
And thousands heard the song enamoured,
And flushed with toil grew cheek and brow,
As timber groaned, and iron clamoured,
And bravely sped the sturdy plough.