Two Songs

Song Cycle by Peter Racine Fricker (b. 1920)

Word count: 90

1. Above the dock [sung text not yet checked]

Above the quiet dock in midnight
Tangled in the tall mast's corded height
Hangs the moon. What seemed so far away
Is but a child's balloon forgotten after play.

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2. The embankment [sung text not yet checked]

(The fantasia of a fallen gentleman on a cold, bitter night.)
Once, in finesse of fiddles found I ecstasy,

In the flash of gold heels on the hard pavement.
Now see I
That warmth's the very stuff of poesy.
Oh, God, make small
The old star-eaten blanket of the sky,
That I may fold it round me and in comfort lie. 

Authorship

Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]