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Lyrics by John B Tabb

Tabb, John B. (1845-1909)

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TO THE MEMORY OF MY MOTHER.

MORNING AND NIGHT BLOOM.

THE YOUNG TENOR.

“VOX CLAMANTIS.”

AGAINST THE SKY.

CHRISTOPHER COLUMBUS.

OFF SAN SALVADOR.

A SIGH OF THE SEA.

THE LOST ANCHOR.

THE SEA-BUBBLE.

THE RAIN AND THE DEW.

THE SLEEPING BEAUTY.

CLEOPATRA TO THE ASP.

TO A BLIND BABE, SLEEPING.

IN THE DEATH CHAMBER.

TRANSFIGURATION.

THE SIREN STREAM TO THE OUTCAST.

THE FIRST SNOW-FALL.

THE TRYST OF SPRING.

ONE APRIL MORN.

AN APRIL PRAYER.

AN AUTUMN LEAF.

MATER DOLOROSA.

FROM THE UNDERGROUND.

AN APRIL BLOOM.

SONG OF THE MORNING-GLORIES.

“CONSIDER THE LILIES.”

TO A WOOD-VIOLET.

TO THE WOOD-ROBIN.

THE DEAD THRUSH.

THE LAMB-CHILD.

THE ANGEL'S CHRISTMAS QUEST.

GLORIA IN EXCELSIS.

TO THE CRUCIFIX.

EASTER MORNING.

EASTER FLOWERS.

DEUS ABSCONDITUS.

GOD'S LIKENESS.

THE SONG OF THE MAN.

ON SEA AND LAND.

STILLING THE TEMPEST.

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DEEP UNTO DEEP.

THE MID-DAY MOON.

TO AN EVENING SHADE.

LANIER'S FLUTE.

TO A DYING BABE.

A REMONSTRANCE.

THE BEE AND THE BLOSSOMS.

BONE-CASTANETS.

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AT KEATS'S GRAVE.

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THE SONG OF THE MAN.

“The woman gave, and I did eat.”
Whereof gave she?
“'T was of the garden fruitage sweet—
A portion fair to see;
She plucked and ate, and I did eat,
And lost alike are we;
God saith,
Ye die the death!

“The woman gave, and I did eat.”
Whereof gave she?
“'T was of her womb a Burden sweet—
But sad, alas, to see;
She took and ate, and I did eat,
And saved alike are we;
God saith,
So dieth Death!”