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Five poems

Song Cycle by Lennox Randal Francis Berkeley, Sir (1903 - 1989)

1. Lauds
 (Sung text)

Language: English 
Among the leaves the small birds sing;
The crow of the cock commands awaking:
In solitude, for company.

Bright shines the sun on creatures mortal;
Men of their neighbours become sensible:
In solitude, for company.

The crow of the cock commands awaking;
Already the mass-bell goes dong-ding:
In solitude, for company.

Men of their neighbours become sensible;
God bless the Realm, God bless the People:
In solitude, for company.

Already the mass-bell goes dong-ding;
The dripping mill-wheel is again turning:
In solitude, for company.

God bless the Realm, God bless the People;
God bless this green world temporal:
In solitude, for company.

The dripping mill-wheel is again turning;
Among the leaves the small birds sing:
In solitude, for company.

Text Authorship:

  • by W. H. (Wystan Hugh) Auden (1907 - 1973), "Lauds", appears in The Shield of Achilles, first published 1955

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2. O lurcher‑loving collier, black as night
 (Sung text)

Language: English 
O lurcher-loving collier, black as night,
Follow your love across the smokeless hill;
Your lamp is out, and all the cages still;
Course for her heart and do not miss,
For Sunday soon is past and, Kate, go not so fast,
For Monday comes when none may kiss:
Be marble to his soot, and to his black be white.

Text Authorship:

  • by W. H. (Wystan Hugh) Auden (1907 - 1973), "Madrigal", written 1935

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First published in New Verse, Summer 1938, as part of a documentary script titled "Coal Face"; Revised 1945.

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3. What's in your mind, my dove, my coney?
 (Sung text)

Language: English 
What's in your mind, my dove, my coney;
Do thoughts grow like feathers, the dead end of life;
Is it making of love or counting of money,
Or a raid on the jewels, the plans of a thief?

Open your eyes, my dearest dallier;
Let hunt with your hands for escaping me;
Go through the motions of exploring the familiar;
Stand on the brink of the warm white day.

Rise with the wind, my great big serpent;
Silence the birds and darken the air;
Change me with terror, alive in a moment;
Strike for the heart and have me there.

Text Authorship:

  • by W. H. (Wystan Hugh) Auden (1907 - 1973)

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First published in Twentieth Century, November 1933 as one of "Two Poems"
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4. Eyes look into the well
 (Sung text)

Language: English 
Eyes look into the well,
Tears run down from the eye;
The tower cracked and fell
From the quiet winter sky.

Under the midnight stone
Love was buried by thieves;
The robbed heart begs for a bone,
The damned rustle like leaves.

Face down in the flooded brook
With nothing more to say,
Lies One the soldiers took,
And spoiled and threw away.

Text Authorship:

  • by W. H. (Wystan Hugh) Auden (1907 - 1973), from Best Broadcasts 1939-40, first published 1940

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5. Carry her over the water
 (Sung text)

Language: English 
Carry her over the water,
    And set her down under the tree,
Where the culvers white all days and all night,
    And the winds from every quarter,
Sing agreeably, agreeably, agreeably of love. 

Put a gold ring on her finger,
    And press her close to your heart,
While the fish in the lake snapshots take,
    And the frog, that sanguine singer,
Sing agreeably, agreeably, agreeably of love.

The streets shall flock to your marriage,
    The houses turn round to look,
The tables and chairs say suitable prayers,
    And the horses drawing your carriage
Sing agreeably, agreeably, agreeably of love.

Text Authorship:

  • by W. H. (Wystan Hugh) Auden (1907 - 1973), no title, first published <<1945

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Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]
Total word count: 440
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