To the Etruscan Poets (Huub de Lange)
- Editor: Huub de Lange (submitted 2007-11-30). Score information: A4, 5 pages, 111 kB Copyright: Personal
- Edition notes:
First published: 2007
Description: Composition on a poem by Richard Wilbur. Song #4 of Four Wilbur Songs.
Original text and translations
To the Etruscan Poets
Dream fluently, still brothers, who when young
Took with your mother's milk the mother tongue,
In which pure matrix, joining world and mind,
You strove to leave some line of verse behind
Like still fresh tracks across a field of snow,
Not reckoning that all could melt and go.