The Bookworm/The Quartette [DE LA MARE poems set to music]
Channel: tobydarling
Date: 2018-08-28

The Bookworm

    By Walter De La Mare 


D/A A G/A A
I'm tired - Oh, tired of books,' said Jack,
F#m G D
        'I long for meadows green,
  D A G/A A
  And woods, where shadowy violets
F#m G D
        Nod their cool leaves between;
G Am C/D D
    I long to see the ploughman stride
G D Em
        His darkening acres o'er,
    To hear the hoarse sea-waters drive
        Their billows 'gainst the shore;
    I long to watch the sea-mew wheel
        Back to her rock-perched mate;
    Or, where the breathing cows are housed,
        Lean dreaming o'er the gate.
    Something has gone, and ink and print
        Will never bring it back;
    I long for the green fields again,
        I'm tired of books,' said Jack.

D/A: x00770
A: x0765x
G/A: x0543x
F#m: xx0675
G:: xx5007
D: xx0775

The Quartette

    By Walter De La Mare 


Em D x4
Tom sang for joy and Ned sang for joy and old Sam sang for joy;
G D E7 F#m
    All we four boys piped up loud, just like one boy;
G D C B7
    And the ladies that sate with the Squire - their cheeks were all wet,
C G D E7
    For the noise of the voice of us boys, when we sang our Quartette.

    Tom he piped low and Ned he piped low and old Sam he piped low;
    Into a sorrowful fall did our music flow;
    And the ladies that sate with the Squire vowed they'd never forget
    How the eyes of them cried for delight, when we sang our Quartette.

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