Charles Ives - August lyrics
[Charles Ives - August lyrics]
For August, be your dwelling thirty towers
Within an Alpine valley mountainous
Where never the sea-wind may vex your house
But clear life separate, like a star
Be yours
There horses shall wait saddled at all hours
That ye may mount at morn or at eve
On each hand either ridge ye shall perceive
A mile apart, which soon a good beast scours
So alway, drawing homewards, ye shall tread
Your valley parted by a rivulet
Which day and night shall
Flow sedate and smooth
There all through noon ye
May possess the shade
And there your open purses shall entreat
The best of Tuscan cheer to feed your youth
Within an Alpine valley mountainous
Where never the sea-wind may vex your house
But clear life separate, like a star
Be yours
There horses shall wait saddled at all hours
That ye may mount at morn or at eve
On each hand either ridge ye shall perceive
A mile apart, which soon a good beast scours
So alway, drawing homewards, ye shall tread
Your valley parted by a rivulet
Which day and night shall
Flow sedate and smooth
There all through noon ye
May possess the shade
And there your open purses shall entreat
The best of Tuscan cheer to feed your youth
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