La Canzone Non Accompagnata

for tenor (1995)

per mio padre

La Canzone Non Accompagnato

Premiered by Dan Long
Friday, April 11, 1997
Ruth Taylor Concert Hall
Trinity University, San Antonio TX

Text by W. H. Auden:

Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone.
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum,
Bring out the coffin, Let the mourners come.

Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead,
Scribbling on the sky the message He is Dead,
Put crepe bows ’round the white necks of the public doves,
Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.

He was my North, my South, my East and West,
My working week and my Sunday rest,
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
I thought that love would last forever: I was wrong.

The stars are not wanted now; put out every one,
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun;
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood;
For nothing now can ever come to any good.

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