The Dong - Kilpatrick, John

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◈ Genre → Partsongs ♬ Voicing → SSAATTBB ¶ Language → English

Parts 8

Instruments A cappella

Pages 16

CPDL # 4724

Editor John Kilpatrick

Posted 2003-04-08

License Personal

¶Lyrics / Text

'''The Dong with the Luminous Nose''' When awful darkness and silence reign Over the great Gromboolian plain, Through the long, long wintry nights;-- When the angry breakers roar As they beat on the rocky shore;-- When Storm-clouds brood on the towering heights Of the Hills of the Chankly Bore:-- Then, through the vast and gloomy dark, There moves what seems a fiery spark, A lonely spark with silvery rays Piercing the coal-black night,-- A Meteor strange and bright:-- Hither and thither the vision strays, A single lurid light. Slowly it wanders,--pauses,--creeps,-- Anon it sparkles,--flashes and leaps; And ever as onward it gleaming goes A light on the Bong-tree stems it throws. And those who watch at that midnight hour From Hall or Terrace, or lofty Tower, Cry, as the wild light passes along,-- ‘The Dong!--the Dong! ‘The wandering Dong through the forest goes! ‘The Dong! the Dong! ‘The Dong with a luminous Nose!’ Long years ago The Dong was happy and gay, Till he fell in love with a Jumbly Girl Who came to those shores one day, For the Jumblies came in a sieve, they did,-- Landing at eve near the Zemmery Fidd Where the Oblong Oysters grow, And the rocks are smooth and gray. And all the woods and the valleys rang With the Chorus they daily and nightly sang,-- ‘Far and few, far and few, ‘Are the lands where the Jumblies live; ‘Their heads are green, and their hands are blue ‘And they went to sea in a sieve.’ Happily, happily passed those days! While the cheerful Jumblies staid; They danced in circlets all night long, To the plaintive pipe of the lively Dong, In moonlight, shine, or shade. For day and night he was always there By the side of the Jumbly Girl so fair, With her sky-blue hands, and her sea-green hair. Till the morning came of that hateful day When the Jumblies sailed in their sieve away, And the Dong was left on the cruel shore Gazing--gazing for evermore,-- Ever keeping his weary eyes on That pea-green sail on the far horizon,-- Singing the Jumbly Ch