Summer soon is past

Song Cycle by Ronald Senator (b. 1926)

?. Eyes look into the well  [sung text not yet checked]

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.

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?. O lurcher‑loving collier  [sung text not yet checked]

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O lurcher-loving collier, black as night,
Follow your love across the smokeless hill;
Your lamp is out, [the cages are all]1 still;
Course for [heart]2 and do not miss,
For Sunday soon is past and, Kate, [fly]3 not so fast,
For Monday comes when none may kiss:
Be marble to his soot, and to his black be white.

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

1 Berkeley: "and all the cages"
2 Berkeley: "her heart"
3 Berkeley: "go"

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?. Warm are the still and lucky miles  [sung text not yet checked]

Language: English 
Warm are the still and lucky miles,
White shores of longing stretch away,
A light of recognition fills
The whole great day, and bright
The tiny world of lover's arms.

Silence invades the breating wood
Where drowsy limbs a treasure keep,
Now greenly falls the learned shade
Across the sleeping brows
And stirs ther secret to a smile.

Restored! Returned! The lost are borne
On seas of shipwreck home at last:
See! In a fire of praising burns
The dry dumb past, and we
Our life-day long shall part no more.

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