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For the Feter blues challenge
This is actually a rather wonderful poem called "A Man's Requirements" by Elizabeth Barrat Browning and is nearly 200 years old. Makes you think doesn't it?
I didn't have a lot of time so I left most of the guitar to Feter and many thanks to him for this challenge.
I had an idea to take a totally unrelated set of words and fit them in a 12 bar meter.
OK, I've missed some lyrics out but you get the idea
Here are the original words
I
Love me Sweet, with all thou art,
Feeling, thinking, seeing;
Love me in the lightest part,
Love me in full being.
II
Love me with thine open youth
In its frank surrender;
With the vowing of thy mouth,
With its silence tender.
III
Love me with thine azure eyes,
Made for earnest granting;
Taking colour from the skies,
Can Heaven’s truth be wanting?
IV
Love me with their lids, that fall
Snow-like at first meeting;
Love me with thine heart, that all
Neighbours then see beating.
V
Love me with thine hand stretched out
Freely—open-minded:
Love me with thy loitering foot,—
Hearing one behind it.
VI
Love me with thy voice, that turns
Sudden faint above me;
Love me with thy blush that burns
When I murmur Love me!
VII
Love me with thy thinking soul,
Break it to love-sighing;
Love me with thy thoughts roll
On through living—dying.
VIII
Love me when in thy gorgeous airs,
When the world has crowned thee;
Love me, kneeling at thy prayers,
With the angels round thee.
IX
Love me pure, as musers do,
Up the woodlands shady:
Love me gaily, fast and true
As a winsome lady.
This is actually a rather wonderful poem called "A Man's Requirements" by Elizabeth Barrat Browning and is nearly 200 years old. Makes you think doesn't it?
I didn't have a lot of time so I left most of the guitar to Feter and many thanks to him for this challenge.
I had an idea to take a totally unrelated set of words and fit them in a 12 bar meter.
OK, I've missed some lyrics out but you get the idea
Here are the original words
I
Love me Sweet, with all thou art,
Feeling, thinking, seeing;
Love me in the lightest part,
Love me in full being.
II
Love me with thine open youth
In its frank surrender;
With the vowing of thy mouth,
With its silence tender.
III
Love me with thine azure eyes,
Made for earnest granting;
Taking colour from the skies,
Can Heaven’s truth be wanting?
IV
Love me with their lids, that fall
Snow-like at first meeting;
Love me with thine heart, that all
Neighbours then see beating.
V
Love me with thine hand stretched out
Freely—open-minded:
Love me with thy loitering foot,—
Hearing one behind it.
VI
Love me with thy voice, that turns
Sudden faint above me;
Love me with thy blush that burns
When I murmur Love me!
VII
Love me with thy thinking soul,
Break it to love-sighing;
Love me with thy thoughts roll
On through living—dying.
VIII
Love me when in thy gorgeous airs,
When the world has crowned thee;
Love me, kneeling at thy prayers,
With the angels round thee.
IX
Love me pure, as musers do,
Up the woodlands shady:
Love me gaily, fast and true
As a winsome lady.
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dajama
concept! Genius. The performance is also terrifc. Nice bluesy singing there, young man! Some very nice guitar playing in there, too. Very cool. Nicely done. Peace.