Won't/Daybreak [DE LA MARE poems set to music]
Channel: tobydarling
Date: 2020-01-29

WON'T 

E B
See, Master Proud-Face ! 
A E
Cold as a stone ;
A E
 Light, life, love 
F#m B
From his bright eyes gone ; 
E D
Pale as a pudding 
A B
His smooth round cheek ; 
E A
His head like a block 
B7
On his stiff, wooden neck. 

Won't, says his cherry mouth; 
Won't, says his chin; 
Won't, says the Spectre, 
His bosom within; 
Won't, says his clenched fist; 
Won't, says his foot; 
Every single inch of him Shouts, I will NOT ! .. . 

Poor, poor Mamma — 
She mopes in her room, 
Pining and pining 
For the moment to come 
When her short sharp you SHALL! 
She can safely unsay, 
And the sun sparkle out, 
And the tears dry away ; 

A B C#m F#m
Yes, her whole heart is sighing 
A B C#m
In passionate trust 
E B A B
For a kiss from those Won'ts 
A B7
To make hay of her Must ! 

DAYBREAK 

A F#m A F#m
The curtains of the solemn night 
Bm A E
Draw back; and daybreak fair 
A F#m A F#m
Shines on these tulips cold with dew, 
Bm A E
And fills with light the air. 
D A D A
No child stands tiptoe yet to sip 
F#m Bm
Clear water from the fountain's lip; 
C#m D
Nothing stirs anywhere,
A Bm A E
 But the birds in the dust, the leaves in the breeze,
D A D A
The nut-brown squirrels in the trees ; 
F#m Bm

And empty is every chair. 



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