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My setting of a poem by W.B. Yeats. It is scored for soprano voice and piano.
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Music by Sean Damon, Words by W.B. Yeats
Copyright 1990 DamonMusic by Sean Damon Rohde

Tue Oct 27, 2015
Classical : Classical General
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Out-Worn heart, in a time out-worn,
Come clear of the nets of wrong and right;
Laugh, heart, again in the grey twilight,
Sigh, heart, again in the dew of the morn.

Your mother Eire is always young,
Dew ever shining and twilight grey;
Though hope fall from you and love decay,
Burning in fires of a slanderous tongue.

Come, heart, where hill is heaped upon hill:
For there the mystical brotherhood
Of sun and moon and hollow and wood
And river and stream work out their will;

And God stands winding His lonely horn,
And time and the world are ever in flight;
And love is less kind than the grey twilight,
And hope is less dear than the dew of the morn.