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개요
에밀리 브론테의 시 <The Night-Wind>를 사용한 가사이다.
가사
In summer's mellow midnight
A cloudless moon shone through
Our open parlour window
And rose trees wet with dew
I sat in silent musing
The soft wind waved my hair
It told me heaven was glorious
And sleeping earth was fair
I needed not its breathing
To bring such thoughts to me
But still it whispered lowly
How dark the woods will be
The thick leaves in my murmur
Are rustling like a dream
And all their myriad voices
Instinct with spirit seem
Play with the scented flower
The young tree's supple bough
(I said, "Go, gentle singer)
And leave my human feelings
In their own course to flow
(Thy wooing voice is kind)
The wanderer would not heed me
(But do not think its music)
Its kiss grew warmer still
(Has power to reach my mind)
O come! it sighed so sweetly
(Has power to reach my mind)
I'll win thee 'gainst thy will
Were we not friends from childhood?
(Has power to reach my mind)
Have I not loved thee long?
(Has power to reach my mind)
As long as thou, the solemn night
Whose silence wakes my song
(Has power to reach my mind)
And when thy heart is resting
(Has power to reach my mind)
Beneath the church-aisle stone
(Has power to reach my mind)
I shall have time for mourning
And THOU for being alone
Ay there it is! it wakes to night
Deep feelings I thought dead
Strong in the blast quick gathering light
The heart's flame kindles red
Now I can tell by thine altered cheek
And by thine eyes' full gaze
And by the words thou scarce dost speak
How wildly fancy plays
Yes I could swear that glorious wind
Has swept the world aside
Has dashed its memory from thy mind
Like foam bells from the tide
And thou art now a spirit pouring
Thy presence into all
The thunder of the tempest's roaring
The whisper of its fall
An universal influence
From thine own influence free
A principle of life intense
Lost to mortality
Thus truly, when that breast is cold
Thy prisoned soul shall rise
The dungeon mingle with the mould
The captive with the skies
Nature's deep being, thine shall hold
Her spirit all thy spirit fold
Her breath absorb thy sighs
Mortal! though soon life's tale is told
Who once lives, never dies!