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Seven Poems of Stevie Smith
Song Cycle by John Linton Gardner (1917 - 2011)
1. Après la politique
2. The bereaved swan
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Authorship:
- by Stevie Smith (1903 - 1971), "The bereaved swan", appears in a good time was had by all, first published 1937
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3. My cats  [sung text not yet checked]
I like to toss him up and down A heavy cat weighs half a Crown With a hey do diddle my cat Brown. I like to pinch him on the sly When nobody is passing by With a hey do diddle my cat Fry. I like to ruffle up his pride And watch him skip and turn aside With a hey do diddle my cat Hyde. Hey Brown and Fry and Hyde my cats That sit on tombstone for your mats.
Authorship:
- by Stevie Smith (1903 - 1971), "My Cats"
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Confirmed with The Collected Poems of Stevie Smith Penguin Books 1985 page 263.
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4. The jungle husband
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5. The cock and the hen
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6. Pad, pad  [sung text not yet checked]
I always remember your beautiful flowers And the beautiful kimono you wore When you sat on the couch With that tigerish crouch And told me you loved me no more What I cannot remember is how I felt When you were unkind All I know is, if you were unkind now I should not mind. Ah me, the power to feel exaggerated, Angry and sad The years have taken from me, Softly I go now, pad pad.
Authorship:
- by Stevie Smith (1903 - 1971), "Pad, pad", appears in Harold's Leap, first published 1950
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