Plot-Culture (Browning, set by G. Bantock) (The Lied and Art Song Texts Page: Texts and Translations to Lieder, mélodies, canzoni, and other classical vocal music)


Not with my Soul, Love ! bid no Soul like mine 
Lap thee around nor leave the poor Sense room ! 
Soul, travel-worn, toil- weary, would confine 
Along with Soul, Soul's gains from glow and gloom, 
Captures from soarings high and divings deep. 
Spoil-laden Soul, how should such memories sleep ? 
Take Sense, too let me love entire and whole 
    Not with my Soul ! 

Eyes shall meet eyes and find no eyes between, 
Lips feed on lips, no other lips to fear !
No past, no future so thine arms but screen 
The present from surprise ! not there, 'tis here 
Not then, 'tis now: back, memories that intrude ! 
Make, Love, the universe our solitude,
And, over all the rest, oblivion roll
    Sense quenching Soul !

Authorship

Robert Browning (1812-1889)

Ferishtah's Fancies

Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive)

Sir Granville Ransome Bantock (1868-1946)

Lyrics from "Ferishtah's Fancies"

Date added to the website: 2009-02-26.

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