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A song of shadows

by Armstrong Gibbs

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A song of shadows
English source: Walter de la Mare

Sweep thy faint strings, Musician,
With thy long, lean hand;
Downward the starry tapers burn,
Sinks soft the waning sand;
The old hound whimpers couched in sleep,
The embers smoulder low;
Across the wall the shadows
Come, and go.

Sweep softly thy strings, Musician,
The minutes mount to hours;
Frost on the windless casement weaves
A labyrinth of flowers;
Ghosts linger in the darkening air,
Hearken at the open door;
Music hath brought them, dreaming,
Home once more.


Armstrong Gibbs

Cecil Armstrong Gibbs was an English composer, best known for his songs. He devoted much of his career to amateur choral and festival movements in Britain.  Read more here.

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