Let’s go. Let’s be somewhere awhile We haven’t ever been before; And strangers cut the random grass Or leave it ragged. That can pass; For now the road climbs more and more, And we are silent mile by mile Between whose woods? We’ll never know Unless we stop to read his name. Up and over, down and on Around this mountain, blue then brown. Here is a river, wild or tame According as the rocks below Be few or many. Next a house, And neat or not we like it well, For someone else does all the chores Or doesn’t do them. Churches, stores — There, I heard the crossing bell. So home by dark to moth and mouse.
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Text Authorship:
- by Mark van Doren (1894 - 1972) [author's text not yet checked against a primary source]
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):
- by Scott Wheeler (b. 1952), "Little Trip", 1991/1994 [ baritone or tenor and piano ], from Serenata, no. 3, Scott Wheeler Music [sung text checked 1 time]
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