broken flutes

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In dreams I crossed a barren land

A land of ruin, far away

Around me hung on every hand

A deathful stillness of decay

And silent, as in bleak dismay

That song should thus forsaken be

On that forgotten ground there lay

The broken flutes of Arcady

The broken flutes of Arcady

The forest that was all so grand

When pipes and tabors had their sway

Stood leafless now, a ghostly band

Of skeletons in cold array

A lonely surge of ancient spray

Told of an unforgetful sea

But iron blows had hushed for aye

The broken flutes of Arcady

The broken flutes of Arcady

No more by summer breezes fanned

The place was desolate and gray

But still my dream was to command

New life into that shrunken clay

I tried it. Yes, you scan today

With uncommiserating glee

The songs of one who strove to play

The broken flutes of Arcady

The broken flutes of Arcady

So, Rock, I join the common fray

To fight where Mammon may decree

And leave, to crumble as they may

The broken flutes of Arcady

The broken flutes of Arcady

The broken flutes of Arcady

Lyrics:  from the poem “Ballad of Broken Flutes” by Edwin Arlington Robinson; The Children of the Night (1890-97).  Music © 2017 by Paul Cough

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