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quotFuneral Bluesquot by WH Auden Benjamin Britten Alexia Mankovskaya
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Funeral Blues a poem by W.H. Auden, music by Benjamin Britten. Performed by Alexia Mankovskaya, soprano, Andrea Kmecova-piano, Jose Gandia viola, at a London recital given by the Vertigo Ensemble. • / jgandhia • • a film by cineman8 • • Funeral Blues • 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 woods; • For nothing now can ever come to any good.
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