Roger Quilter - I Arise From Dreams of Thee
In the first sweet sleep of night
When the winds are breathing low
And the stars are shining bright:
I arise from dreams of thee
And a spirit in my feet
Has led me - who knows how?
To thy chamber window, Sweet!
The wandering airs they faint
On the dark, the silent stream -
The Champak odours fail
Like sweet thoughts in a dream;
The nightingale's complaint
It dies upon her heart; -
As I must die on thine
O belovèd as thou art!
Oh lift me from the grass!
I die! I faint! I fail!
Let thy love in kisses rain
On my lips and eyelids pale
My cheek is cold and white, alas!
My hеart beats loud and fast; -
Oh! press it to thine own again
Whеre it will break at last
Song Description:
edit soundcloudThe speaker's emotions are palpable as they describe their heartache and desire to be close to their beloved. The imagery of fading scents and the nightingale's song dying upon the heart all add to the sense of longing and despair. The plea for kisses and love to bring warmth and life back to their cold and fading body conveys the intensity of the speaker's emotions.
Overall, "I Arise From Dreams of Thee" is a poignant and evocative song that captures the essence of unrequited love and the yearning for connection with a beloved. Quilter's music complements the lyrics beautifully, enhancing the emotional depth of the piece.
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