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Where sunless rivers weep, | |||
their waves into the deep, | |||
she sleeps a charmed sleep, | |||
awake her not. | |||
Led by a single star, | |||
she came from very far | |||
to seek where shadows are | |||
her pleasant lot. | |||
She left the rosy morn, | |||
she left the fields of corn, | |||
for twilight cold and lorn | |||
and water springs. | |||
Through sleep, as through a veil, | |||
she sees the sky look pale, | |||
and hears the nightingale | |||
that sadly sings. | |||
Rest, rest, a perfect rest | |||
shed over brow and breast, | |||
her face is toward the west, | |||
the purple land. | |||
She cannot see the grain | |||
ripening on hill and plain, | |||
she cannot feel the rain | |||
upon her hand. | |||
Rest, rest, for evermore | |||
upon a mossy shore, | |||
rest, rest at the heart's core | |||
till time shall cease. | |||
Sleep that no pain shall wake; | |||
Night that no morn shall break | |||
Till joy shall overtake | |||
Her perfect peace.}} | |||
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- Editor: Allan Loucks (submitted 2018-03-27). Score information: Letter, 8 pages, 176 kB Copyright: Personal
- Edition notes: Copyright 2006 ADGL Productions, Inc. (BMI)
General Information
Title: Dream Land
Composer: Allan Loucks
Lyricist: Christina Rossetti
Number of voices: 4vv Voicing: SSAB
Genre: Secular, Art song
Language: English
Instruments: A cappella
{{Published}} is obsolete (code commented out), replaced with {{Pub}} for works and {{PubDatePlace}} for publications.
Description:
External websites: http://www.allanloucks.com
Original text and translations
English text
Where sunless rivers weep,
their waves into the deep,
she sleeps a charmed sleep,
awake her not.
Led by a single star,
she came from very far
to seek where shadows are
her pleasant lot.
She left the rosy morn,
she left the fields of corn,
for twilight cold and lorn
and water springs.
Through sleep, as through a veil,
she sees the sky look pale,
and hears the nightingale
that sadly sings.
Rest, rest, a perfect rest
shed over brow and breast,
her face is toward the west,
the purple land.
She cannot see the grain
ripening on hill and plain,
she cannot feel the rain
upon her hand.
Rest, rest, for evermore
upon a mossy shore,
rest, rest at the heart's core
till time shall cease.
Sleep that no pain shall wake;
Night that no morn shall break
Till joy shall overtake
Her perfect peace.