by Robert Graves (1895 - 1985)
Haunted
Language: English
Gulp down your wine, old friends of mine, Roar through the darkness, stamp and sing And lay ghost hands on everything, But leave the noonday's warm sunshine To living lads for mirth and wine. I met you suddenly down the street, Strangers assume your phantom faces, You grin at me from daylight places, Dead, long dead, I'm ashamed to greet Dead men down the morning street.
Text Authorship:
- by Robert Graves (1895 - 1985), "Haunted", appears in Country Sentiment, first published 1920 [author's text checked 1 time 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 Eric McElroy , "Haunted", 2017 [ voice and piano ], from A Dead Man's Embers - Six Poems of Robert Graves, no. 4 [sung text not yet checked]
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