Buffalo Bill 's defunct who used to ride a watersmooth-silver stallion and break onetwothreefourfive pigeonsjustlikethat Jesus he was a handsome man and what i want to know is how do you like your blueeyed boy Mister Death
Six American Songs
Song Cycle by Derek Healey (b. 1936)
1. Buffalo Bill  [sung text not yet checked]
Authorship:
- by E. E. (Edward Estlin) Cummings (1894 - 1962), no title, appears in Tulips and Chimneys, in 1. Tulips, in 7. Portraits, no. 8, first published 1920
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Confirmed with E. E. Cummings, Tulips and Chimneys, New York: Liveright, 1976, page 85.
First published as "III" in Seven Poems, in The Dial, Vol. 68 no. 1, January 1920Research team for this page: Emily Ezust [Administrator] , Poom Andrew Pipatjarasgit [Guest Editor]
2. To One in Paradise  [sung text not yet checked]
Thou wast all that to me, love, For which my soul did pine -- A green isle in the sea, love, A fountain and a shrine, All wreathed with fairy fruits and flowers, And all the flowers were mine. Ah, dream too bright to last! Ah, starry Hope! that didst arise But to be overcast! A voice from out the Future cries, "On! on!" -- but o'er the Past (Dim gulf!) my spirit hovering lies Mute, motionless, aghast! For, alas! alas! with me The light of Life is o'er! No more -- no more -- no more -- (Such language holds the solemn sea To the sands upon the shore) Shall bloom the thunder-blasted tree, Or the stricken eagle soar! And all my days are trances, And all my nightly dreams Are where thy gray eye glances, And where thy footsteps gleams -- In what ethereal dances, By what eternal streams.
Authorship:
- by Edgar Allan Poe (1809 - 1849), "To one in Paradise", appears in The Raven and Other Poems, first published 1845
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Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]3. The Purist  [sung text not yet checked]
I give you now Professor Twist [ ... ]
Authorship:
- by Ogden Nash (1902 - 1971), "The purist", appears in I'm a Stranger Here Myself, first published 1938, copyright ©
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This text may be copyright, so we will not display it until we obtain permission to do so or discover it is public-domain.4. Morning at the Window  [sung text not yet checked]
They are rattling breakfast plates in basement kitchens, And along the trampled edges of the street I am aware of the damp souls of housemaids Sprouting despondently at area gates. The brown waves of fog toss up to me Twisted faces from the bottom of the street, And tear from a passer-by with muddy skirts An aimless smile that hovers in the air And vanishes along the level of the roofs.
Authorship:
- by T. S. (Thomas Stearns) Eliot (1888 - 1965), "Morning at the Window", appears in Prufrock and Other Observations, first published 1917
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Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]5. What the Bullet sang  [sung text not yet checked]
O joy of creation, To be! O rapture, to fly And be free! Be the battle lost or won, Though [its]1 smoke shall hide the sun, I shall find my love—the one Born for me! I shall know him where he stands All alone, With the power in his hands Not o'erthrown; I shall know him by his face, By his godlike front and grace; I shall hold him for a space All my own! It is he—O my love! So bold! It is I—all thy love Foretold! It is I—O love, what bliss! Dost thou answer to my kiss? O sweetheart! what is this [Lieth]2 there so cold?
Authorship:
- by (Francis) Bret(t) Harte (1839 - 1902), "What the Bullet sang"
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2 Dougherty: "lying"
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6. New Hampshire  [sung text not yet checked]
Children's voices in the orchard [ ... ]
Authorship:
- by T. S. (Thomas Stearns) Eliot (1888 - 1965), "New Hampshire", appears in Landscapes, first published 1936, copyright ©
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This text may be copyright, so we will not display it until we obtain permission to do so or discover it is public-domain.First published in Virginia Quarterly Review, April 1934 as one of "Words for Music"