THE POETS AND THE HOUSEWIFE.pptVIP

THE POETS AND THE HOUSEWIFE The Poet:Grief Beyond Belief Tune: “Slow, Slow Song” I look for what I miss; I know what it is. I feel so sad, so drear, So lonely, without cheer. How hard is it To keep me fit In this lingering cold! Grief Beyond Belief Hardly warmed up By cup on cup Of wine so dry, Oh, how could I Endure at dusk the drift Of wind so swift? It breaks my heart, alas, To see the wild geese pass, Grief Beyond Belief For they are my acquaintances of old. The ground is covered with yellow flowers, Faded and fallen in showers. Who will pick them up now? Sitting alone a