To Music Poem by Harley White
To Music
[Song Lyrics for 'An die Musik' - Franz Schubert (1797-1828)]
Sweet sounds so dear—
Pure timeless tones of gladness—
Your melodies bestir my soul to flight—
Through darkest night
And doleful days of sadness—
I thank you for my hope and banished fear,
Oh precious music, mine to hear.
In sorrow born—
From dust to dust we wander,
Lamenting, all too late, come winter frost,
The springtime lost.—
Our lives we vainly squander.
The mourning bells do toll for us, forlorn.—
Oh may we hark to heaven's horn!
Sweet sounds so dear—
Pure timeless tones of gladness—
Your melodies bestir my soul to flight—
Through darkest night
And doleful days of sadness—
I thank you for my hope and banished fear,
Oh precious music, mine to hear.
[My lyrics are loosely based on the original text from a poem by Schubert's friend Franz von Schober... I particularly like the song by Franz Schubert, An Die Musik, D 547, sung by Felicity Lott, which can be found easily on Youtube on internet...
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Painting ~Gustav Klimt ~ "Schubert at the Piano"
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