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Lullaby for a Man-Child
By Jean Starr Untermeyer
The mountains waver through my tears,
Hush, my son
The trees are bending at the knees
Like women broken by the years.
But you, my child, need have no fears;
Only for Woman, love has spears.
Sleep, my son.
So cuddle closer to my heart.
Dream, my son
Tis strange to think that you find peace
Here, where all stormy passions start.
But you need fear no ache or smart
The pain is always woman s part.
Sleep, my son.
Recordings
Up Toward the Sky
(Amy Marcy Beach, William Ernest Henley, Richard Hundley, Marianne Moore, James Purdy, Edward Rowland Sill, Gertrude Stein, Sara Teasdale and Virgil Thomson)
2017