minstrel: Fw: [scaminstrel] Compositions

[Bill Jackman]

>From: BardLass at aol.com
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>I know this comes a bit late and isn't really, specifically asked for, but
>here is a contribution to the list, for a period piece that I wrote.  It
has
>been received well and was one of my first pieces.   It is also my first
>attempt at writing in the style of the Trouveres of Spain and therefore
uses
>little rhyme.  It is more a story told with melody, with the emphasis on
the
>story itself.  The arrangement for the melody is sweeping in the chorus,
with
>an emphasis on the minor key that it is written in,in the verses. The
overall
>effect is one of deep, crooning, keen in the verses that swells to a
sorrowing
>wail in the chorus.  It swells and recedes like a grief struck woman does
in
>her mourning, with room for harmonizations to be added and instrumentation
in
>the form of recorder, drum and violin.  I hope it is enjoyed here as well.
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>Deredere
>
>Move On
>By Deredere, Herald of Twin Moons Barony, Atenveldt
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>Chorus: Move on, move on, your love's not here
>             So cries the mad raven from yon Elm tree
>             you must still move on
>
>Verse One: Oh Lady fair where roams your love?
>                   He has been gone far longer than he promised to be.
>                   What comfort now, the cold grey stone walls
>                   Of the old castle that once you loved
>                   Loved so well?
>                   He's gone to war and not returned yet.
>                   I fear he lies on some far field, lost now to me.
>                   I will find him and bring him home
>                   Though I must journey thru the war and all its Hell.
>
>(GO TO CHORUS)
>
>Verse Two: Thru every town and every shire
>                   She wandered long and far to find her brave, lost knight
>                   No grieving widow's words, nor dying young lad's face
>                   Yielded up her love
>                   Her love to her
>                   On every saddened face the answer always was the same
>                   He is not here, he has moved on.
>                   So in despair she wandered all of the battlefields with
no
>demur
>                   With no demur
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>(GO TO CHORUS)
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>Verse Three: No longer now the bright, young maiden
>                     That her own true love had cherished so dearly and
true
>                     In ragged skirts and bloodied feet
>                     She wandered the battlefield to find the love,
>                     The love she missed
>                     Until at last a gleam of silver, a flash of colour
>                     Like the ribbon she wore on her gown
>                     Closed now in death, the bright blue eyes
>                     Pale as death the sweet lips she'd once kissed
>                     That she'd once kissed
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>Verse Four: With one great cry she falls upon the cold ground
>                    Close beside her love,she wails upon his chest
>                    The raven mocks her from its perch upon the Elm tree
>                    That is weeping its leaves upon his breast
>                    Old friend you'll cease your mocking now
>                    For I'll move on to where my true love, my true love
>awaits.
>                    And with her dagger sharp and brite, she looses all her
>lifeblood,
>                    Her lifeblood upon his chest
>
>CHORUS:  Move on, move on, your love's not here
>                 So cries the mad old raven from yon Elm tree
>                 You must now move on...
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>Verse Five: They come to gaze upon the Elm tree
>                   That holds a crimson hue in every leaf and branch
>                   And it is said that if your love is less than true
>                   The Mad Raven will call out again....
>
>CHORUS: Move on, move on your love's not here
>                So cries the Mad Raven from yon Elm tree
>                You must still move on....
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>(Fade vocals/instruments to silence)
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