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A dark unfathomed tide | A dark unfathomed tide | ||
Of interminable pride, | Of interminable pride, | ||
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And that light time have past, | And that light time have past, | ||
And my worldly rest hath gone | And my worldly rest hath gone | ||
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- Editor: Jonathan Adams (submitted 2004-04-07). Score information: Letter, 5 pages, 172 kB Copyright: Personal
- Edition notes:
General Information
Title: Imitation
Composer: Jonathan Adams
Lyricist: Edgar Allan Poe
Number of voices: 6vv Voicing: SSATTB
Genre: Secular, Partsong
Language: English
Instruments: A cappella
First published:
Description:
External websites:
Original text and translations
English text
A dark unfathomed tide
Of interminable pride,
A mystery and a dream,
Should my early life seem;
I say that dream was fraught
With a wild and waking thought
Of beings that have been,
Which my spirit hath not seen.
Had I let them pass me by,
With a dreaming eye!
Let none of earth inherit
That vision of my spirit;
Those thoughts I would control,
As a spell upon his soul:
For that bright hope at last
And that light time have past,
And my worldly rest hath gone
With a sigh as it passed on.