Sunday, 15 July 2012

The Sunday Posts 2012 / We are the music makers

We are the music-makers,
And we are the dreamers of dreams,
Wandering by lone sea-breakers,
And sitting by desolate streams.
World-losers and world-forsakers,
Upon whom the pale moon gleams;
Yet we are the movers and shakers,
Of the world forever, it seems.

With wonderful deathless ditties
We build up the world's great cities,
And out of a fabulous story
We fashion an empire's glory:
One man with a dream, at pleasure,
Shall go forth and conquer a crown;
And three with a new song's measure
Can trample an empire down.

We, in the ages lying
In the buried past of the earth,
Built Nineveh with our sighing,
And Babel itself with our mirth;
And o'erthrew them with prophesying
To the old of the new world's worth;
For each age is a dream that is dying,
Or one that is coming to birth.

Arthur William Edgar O'Shaughnessy
Photo by Alistair


Indigo Roth said...

Hey Alistair! Right, let's put that to music. I'll get my bass. Wish I could play it. (Like it matters.) Indigo

Alistair said...

and I sing like you play........

Bound to be a success then!

Jane said...

Another beaut Al.
Gene Wilder, unfortunately, always pops into my head when I hear (or read) those infamous first two lines, but he's long forgotten by the time I've got to the 'movers and shakers'.
Long live the dreamers!

Alistair said...

Thanks Jane!

Rebecca S. said...

Inspiring lyric, that! And truer than true :)

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