1,131
edits
The Bells of Cyrene (Luria Bardic): Difference between revisions
no edit summary
(Created page with "By: Luria Posted on: July 31, 2007 (This is a true story of how one song came into being. The magic of the clocktower bells affects all of us who hear them, and lifts our he...") |
No edit summary |
||
| (3 intermediate revisions by one other user not shown) | |||
| Line 88: | Line 88: | ||
a soft melody that ran up the scale in a measured beat, like the ticking of a | a soft melody that ran up the scale in a measured beat, like the ticking of a | ||
clock, or a slow rain falling against a window and sang. | clock, or a slow rain falling against a window and sang. | ||
Have you ever heard the bells of Cyrene?<br> | Have you ever heard the bells of Cyrene?<br> | ||
| Line 97: | Line 98: | ||
Bring thoughts of our homeland to mansion or shack.<br> | Bring thoughts of our homeland to mansion or shack.<br> | ||
Have you ever heard the bells of Cyrene, on a frosty winter morning?<br> | Have you ever heard the bells of Cyrene, on a frosty winter morning?<br> | ||
Luria stilled the strings and once again picked up the single, sustained note; | Luria stilled the strings and once again picked up the single, sustained note; | ||
allowing it to repeat four more times before continuing the slow, measured | allowing it to repeat four more times before continuing the slow, measured | ||
melody with a hushed and stately grace. | melody with a hushed and stately grace. | ||
When the bells ring out in the evening time;<br> | When the bells ring out in the evening time;<br> | ||
| Line 110: | Line 113: | ||
Bring thoughts of our homeland to mansion or shack.<br> | Bring thoughts of our homeland to mansion or shack.<br> | ||
Have you ever heard the bells of Cyrene, on a cold and snowy evening?<br> | Have you ever heard the bells of Cyrene, on a cold and snowy evening?<br> | ||
She finished the soft melody and plucks the single note once, twice, three | She finished the soft melody and plucks the single note once, twice, three | ||
| Line 115: | Line 119: | ||
with a soft gleam of joy and pride in her eyes, she stood and bowed, the | with a soft gleam of joy and pride in her eyes, she stood and bowed, the | ||
applause and approval of the Imperiate a gift to her heart beyond measure. | applause and approval of the Imperiate a gift to her heart beyond measure. | ||
[[Category:Bardic Merit Awards]][[Category:2007 Bardics]] | |||