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To the tally of my soul

Set by Paul Hindemith (1895 - 1963), "To the tally of my soul" [baritone, mezzo-soprano, chorus and orchestra], from the cantata When lilacs last in the dooryard bloom'd, no. 10. [ sung text checked 1 time]

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To the tally of my soul,
Loud and strong kept up the gray-brown bird,
With pure deliberate notes, spreading, filling the night.

Loud in the pines and cedars dim,
Clear in the freshness moist and the swamp-perfume,
And I with my comrades there in the night.

While my sight [that was bound in my eyes]1 unclosed,
As to long panoramas of visions.

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Submitted by Ahmed E. Ismail

[I]1 saw askant the armies,
[And]2 I saw, as in noiseless dreams, hundreds of battle-flags;
Borne through the smoke of the battles, and pierc'd with missiles, I saw them,
And carried hither and yon through the smoke, and torn and bloody;
And at last [but]3 a few shreds left on the staffs, (all in silence,)
And the staffs all splinter'd and broken.

I saw battle-corpses, myriads of them,
And the white skeletons of young men -- I saw them,
I saw the debris and debris of all the dead soldiers of the war;
[But I]4 saw they were not as was thought,
They themselves were fully at rest -- they suffer'd not;
The living remain'd and suffer'd -- the mother suffer'd,
And the wife and the child, and the musing comrade suffer'd,
And the armies that remain'd suffer'd.

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1 Sessions: "And I"
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3 Sessions: "for"
4 Sessions: "and we"


Submitted by Ahmed E. Ismail