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Not when did anyone ever before guess "a chin that gold" -- especially as part of a "perfect face" which at some point turns top top the people below.The lesson was really simple, and it really gained the students to begin thinking of new ways to watch the world.
A few years ago, I created a song based upon this poem, and also the music is below. I hope you like it.
The poem:By Emily Dickinson:The Moon was however a Chin of GoldA Night or two back –And now she transforms Her perfect FaceUpon the World listed below –Her Forehead is of Amplest Blonde –Her Cheek – a Beryl hewn –Her Eye unto the Summer DewThe likest I have actually known –Her Lips that Amber never part –But what need to be the smileUpon Her girlfriend she can conferWere such her Silver will certainly –And what a privilege to beBut the remotest Star –For Certainty She take she WayBeside Your palace Door –Her Bonnet is the Firmament –The world – her Shoe –The Stars – the Trinkets at her Belt –Her Dimities – the Blue –
The lyrics based on the poem:The Moon was yet a Chin the GoldA Night or 2 agoAnd now she transforms Her perfect faceUpon the World below –Her Forehead is amplest BlondeHer cheek – a Beryl hewn –Her Eye depend the Summer DewThe likest I have known-- and also what a priv’lege to be but the remotest Star because that Certainty she takes her way Beside your palace doorThe Moon was but a Chin of GoldA Night or 2 agoAnd currently she turns Her perfect faceUpon the World listed below –Her bonnet’s the firmamentThe cosmos – her shoeThe stars – the trinkets at she BeltIn she sea the blue and also what a priv’lege come be but the remotest Star because that Certainty she takes her way Beside your palace door
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This blog has original song I have actually written based on the poetry of Emily Dickinson and other poets.TO uncover A certain SONG:Click in the archives listed below to accessibility songs based upon a certain poet or click a particular poem title.
AllAfter good Pain A Formal feeling ComesCarolina CabinE. E. CummingsEmily DickinsonLangston HughesThe last Night that She LivedThe Moon Was however A Chin of GoldThere Is A June when Corn Is CutThe Sun just Touched The MorningWhen God lets My body Be