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Three Robert Frost Songs

Song Cycle by Lauren Spavelko (b. 1989)

1. Fire and Ice  [sung text not yet checked]

Language: English 
Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what I've tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To know that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice.

Text Authorship:

  • by Robert Frost (1874 - 1963), "Fire and ice", appears in New Hampshire, first published 1923

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Please note: this text, provided here for educational and research use, is in the public domain in Canada, but it may still be copyright in other legal jurisdictions. The LiederNet Archive makes no guarantee that the above text is public domain in your country. Please consult your country's copyright statutes or a qualified IP attorney to verify whether a certain text is in the public domain in your country or if downloading or distributing a copy constitutes fair use. The LiederNet Archive assumes no legal responsibility or liability for the copyright compliance of third parties.

First published in Harper's Magazine, 1920

Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]

2. Mowing

Language: English 
— This text is not currently
in the database but will be added
as soon as we obtain it. —

Text Authorship:

  • by Robert Frost (1874 - 1963), copyright status unknown

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3. The Aim Was Song  [sung text not yet checked]

Language: English 
Before man came to blow it right
     The wind once blew itself untaught,
And did its loudest day and night
     In any rough place where it caught.
 
Man came to tell it what was wrong:
     It hadn’t found the place to blow;
It blew too hard—the aim was song.
     And listen—how it ought to go!
 
He took a little in his mouth,
     And held it long enough for north
To be converted into south,
     And then by measure blew it forth.
 
By measure. It was word and note,
     The wind the wind had meant to be—
A little through the lips and throat.
     The aim was song—the wind could see.

Text Authorship:

  • by Robert Frost (1874 - 1963)

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Researcher for this page: Malcolm Wren [Guest Editor]
Total word count: 161
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