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PS-400 Old Poets- Baby Dear
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written to the poem "Baby" by George MacDonald (18241905) baby_dear_parametric_play.mp3
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Song Info
Genre
Podcasts Poetry
Author
Words: George MacDonald; Music: wbiro
Rights
2012 by wbiro
Uploaded
August 28, 2012
Track Files
MP3
MP3 4.5 MB 192 kbps 3:18
Lyrics
Where did you come from, baby dear? Out of the everywhere into the here. Where did you get those eyes so blue? Out of the sky as I came through. What makes the light in them sparkle and spin? Some of the starry spikes left in. Where did you get that little tear? I found it waiting when I got here. What makes your forehead so smooth and high? A soft hand strok’d it as I went by. What makes your cheek like a warm white rose? I saw something better than any one knows. Whence that three-corner’d smile of bliss? Three angels gave me at once a kiss. Where did you get this pearly ear? God spoke, and it came out to hear. Where did you get those arms and hands? Love made itself into bonds and bands. Feet, whence did you come, you darling things? From the same box as the cherubs’ wings. How did they all just come to be you? God thought about me, and so I grew. But how did you come to us, you dear? God thought about you, and so I am here. from "Baby" by George MacDonald (1824–1905)
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