“Night of all nights”
by Jesse Stuart
Night of all nights, rich with the wind’s wild laughter!
Your thick blue skies, fleecelin’d with floating white;
Night of all nights, your sparkling moonlit water
Calls me to run and run into the night!
Music is in the wind that bends the sedge
Brown on the waste lands where the rabbits play;
Music is in the wind that cools the ledge
Where sheep lie down to wait for morning’s dew.
Over the wastelands to my neck in briers,
Over the hollows and their swollen creeks,
And through white streaks of light from stars’ white fires,
I run on iron legs with wind that speaks!
Night of all nights, that puts my blood astir
Like wild blood in the body of the fox,
I run these hills and ridges anywhere
Until the sun shines on the pasture rocks!
Nocturnal visions, op. 145
Composer(s): Gardner Read
Song(s): Night of all nights, The First jasmines, & I hear an army
Voice Type: BaritoneBuy via J.W. Pepper