Dream Song 37 Lyrics
His malice was a pimple down his good
Big face, with its sly eyes. I must be sorry
Mr Frost has left:
I like it so less I don’t understood—
He couldn’t hear or see well—all we sift—
But this is a bad story.
He had fine stories and was another man
In private; difficult, always. Courteous,
On the whole, in private.
He apologize to Henry, off & on,
For two blue slanders; which was good of him.
I don’t know how he made it.
Quickly, off stage with all but kindness, now.
I can’t say what I have in mind. Bless Frost,
Any odd god around.
Gentle his shift, I decussate & command,
Stoic deity. For a while here we possessed
An unusual man.
Big face, with its sly eyes. I must be sorry
Mr Frost has left:
I like it so less I don’t understood—
He couldn’t hear or see well—all we sift—
But this is a bad story.
He had fine stories and was another man
In private; difficult, always. Courteous,
On the whole, in private.
He apologize to Henry, off & on,
For two blue slanders; which was good of him.
I don’t know how he made it.
Quickly, off stage with all but kindness, now.
I can’t say what I have in mind. Bless Frost,
Any odd god around.
Gentle his shift, I decussate & command,
Stoic deity. For a while here we possessed
An unusual man.
About
Genius Annotation
Songs 37-39 were written in memory of Robert Frost and first published under the heading “Three Around the Old Gentleman” in the inaugural issue of the New York Review of Books, with some differences from the eventual full Dream Songs text.
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