6 Dickinson Songs: 4. If you were coming...
6 Emily Dickinson Poems: 4. If you were coming in the Fall
This is my classical composition band page. Hopefully I'll keep this up to date with new and fresh compositions. Some of these compositions are realized through Finale 2010. Now I have a few more live recordings up here from various dates!
If you would like a score, please let me know and we can arrange something!
Lyrics
If you were coming in the Fall,
I'd brush the Summer by
With half a smile, and half a spurn,
As Housewives do, a Fly.
If I could see you in a year,
I'd wind the months in balls --
And put them each in separate Drawers,
For fear the numbers fuse --
If only Centuries, delayed,
I'd count them on my Hand,
Subtracting, till my fingers dropped
Into Van Dieman's Land.
If certain, when this life was out --
That yours and mine, should be
I'd toss it yonder, like a Rind,
And take Eternity --
But, now, uncertain of the length
Of this, that is between,
It goads me, like the Goblin Bee --
That will not state -- its sting.
