09 Feb 13 - 01:28 PM (#3477597) Subject: Tune Req: BACKWARD, turn backward, O Time, in your From: GUEST,Howie BACKWARD, turn backward, O Time, in your flight, Make me a child again just for to-night! Mother, come back from the echoless shore, |
09 Feb 13 - 01:55 PM (#3477606) Subject: RE: Tune Req: BACKWARD, turn backward, O Time, in your From: GUEST,Arkie You can listen to the Redd Stewart & Pee Wee King version on youtube. Backward Turn Backward and Slim Whitman Slim Whitman |
09 Feb 13 - 02:24 PM (#3477617) Subject: RE: Tune Req: BACKWARD, turn backward, O Time, in your From: GUEST Thanks, but they are different words! |
09 Feb 13 - 03:28 PM (#3477637) Subject: RE: Tune Req: BACKWARD, turn backward, O Time, in your From: GUEST,999 Here's the melody you need for those lyrics. (Or at least a melody you can use.) |
09 Mar 13 - 01:20 AM (#3488290) Subject: Lyr Add: ROCK ME TO SLEEP (Elizabeth Akers Allen) From: Jim Dixon From The Cambridge Book of Poetry and Song edited by Charlotte Fiske Bates (New York: Thomas Y. Crowell & Co., 1832), page 15: ROCK ME TO SLEEP. Words by Elizabeth Akers Allen Backward, turn backward, O Time, in your flight, Make me a child again just for tonight! Mother, come back from the echoless shore, Take me again to your heart as of yore; Kiss from my forehead the furrows of care, Smooth the few silver threads out of my hair; Over my slumbers your loving watch keep; Rock me to sleep, mother,—rock me to sleep! Backward, flow backward, O tide of the years! I am so weary of toil and of tears,— Toil without recompense, tears all in vain,— Take them, and give me my childhood again! I have grown weary of dust and decay,— Weary of flinging my soul-wealth away; Weary of sowing for others to reap;— Rock me to sleep, mother,—rock me to sleep! Tired of the hollow, the base, the untrue, Mother, O mother, my heart calls for you! Many a summer the grass has grown green, Blossomed and faded, our faces between: Yet, with strong yearning and passionate pain, Long I to-night for your presence again. Come from the silence so long and so deep;— Rock me to sleep, mother,—rock me to sleep! Over my heart in the days that are flown, No love like mother-love ever has shone; No other worship abides and endures,— Faithful, unselfish, and patient like yours: None like a mother can charm away pain From the sick soul and the world-weary brain. Slumber's soft calm o'er my heavy lids creep;— Rock me to sleep, mother,—rock me to sleep! Come, let your brown hair, just lighted with gold, Fall on your shoulders again as of old; Let it drop over my forehead tonight, Shading my faint eyes away from the light; For with its sunny-edged shadows once more Haply will throng the sweet visions of yore; Lovingly, softly, its bright billows sweep;— Rock me to sleep, mother,—rock me to sleep! Mother, dear mother, the years have been long Since I last listened your lullaby song: Sing, then, and unto my soul it shall seem Womanhood's years have been only a dream. Clasped to your heart in a loving embrace, With your light lashes just sweeping my face, Never hereafter to wake or to weep;— Rock me to sleep, mother,—rock me to sleep! |
09 Mar 13 - 11:36 AM (#3488410) Subject: RE: Tune Req: BACKWARD, turn backward, O Time, in your From: GUEST,leeneia Thanks for the link, 999. What a beautiful voice! And thanks for the poem, Jim. |