Time Takes Wing

Time Takes Wing is a setting of Jasper Mayne's poem "Time" for Baritone and String Orchestra.  Betty Roe composed the work in February 1975.

It is currently in manuscript but there are plans to typeset it for publication.

 
 
 
 
TIME is the feather'd thing,  
    And, whilst I praise  
The sparklings of thy looks and call them rays,  
              Takes wing,  
    Leaving behind him as he flies          5
An unperceivèd dimness in thine eyes.  
    His minutes, whilst they're told,  
        Do make us old;  
    And every sand of his fleet glass,  
    Increasing age as it doth pass,   10
    Insensibly sows wrinkles there  
    Where flowers and roses do appear.  
    Whilst we do speak, our fire  
    Doth into ice expire,  
        Flames turn to frost;   15
        And ere we can  
    Know how our crow turns swan,  
    Or how a silver snow  
    Springs there where jet did grow,  
Our fading spring is in dull winter lost.   20
    Since then the Night hath hurl'd  
        Darkness, Love's shade,  
    Over its enemy the Day, and made  
             The world  
    Just such a blind and shapeless thing   25
As 'twas before light did from darkness spring,  
    Let us employ its treasure  
    And make shade pleasure:  
Let 's number out the hours by blisses,  
And count the minutes by our kisses;   30
    Let the heavens new motions feel  
    And by our embraces wheel;  
    And whilst we try the way  
    By which Love doth convey  
        Soul unto soul,   35
        And mingling so  
    Makes them such raptures know  
    As makes them entrancèd lie  
        In mutual ecstasy,  
Let the harmonious spheres in music roll!   40