All But Blind/The Old House/Unstooping [DE LA MARE poems set to music]
Channel: tobydarling
Date: 2018-08-06

All But Blind - Poem by Walter de la Mare

Em9 D
All but blind
Em9 D
In his chambered hole,
C D
Gropes for worms
Em9
The four-clawed mole.

All but blind
In the evening sky,
The hooded Bat
Twirls softly by.

All but blind
In the burning day,
The barn owl
Blunders on her way.

D
And blind as are
F
These three to me,
Am
So blind to someone
G
I must be. 

The Old House

A G/A   
 A very, very old house I know-
F#m/A
    And ever so many people go,
E/A
    Past the small lodge, forlorn and still,
A Em
    Under the heavy branches, till
Bm F#m
    Comes the blank wall, and there's the door.
A Em9
    Go in they do; come out no more.
A Em9
    No voice says aught; no spark of light
    A G/A   
Across that threshold cheers the sight;
    F#m/A E/A
Only the evening star on high
A Em   
 Less lonely makes a lonely sky,
Bm F#m
    As, one by one, the people go
A Em9 A Em9
    Into that very old house I know.

A: x076xx
G/A: x054xx
F#m/A: x0420x
E/A: x0210x
Em: 0xx45x


Unstooping - Poem by Walter de la Mare

C Am
Low on his fours the Lion
F G
Treads with the surly Bear;
C F
But Men straight upward from the dust
G C
Walk with their heads in the air;

The free sweet winds of heaven,
The sunlight from on high
Beat on their clear bright cheeks and browns
As they go striding by;

G F-C
The doors of all their houses
G Am
They arch so they may go,
F G
Uplifted o’er the four-foot beasts,
F - G C
Unstooping, to and fro. 


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