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Charles Ives - Cradle-Song

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original text at mamqa.com/ulyricsnew/charles-ives-cradle-song-1815848
Hush thee, dear child to slumbers;
We will sing softest numbers;
Nought thy sleeping encumbers

Summer is slowly dying;
Autumnal winds are sighing;
Faded leaflets are flying

Brightly the willows quiver;
Peacefully flows the river;
So shall love flow forever
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Arguably the first modernist composer, Charles Ives (1874-1954) was a solitary figure who composed in obscurity for most of his life. The son of a U.S. Army bandleader, Ives enjoyed a wildly successful career as an insurance executive. In his spare time, he composed music in a wide variety of genres that combined popular song, church hymns, military marches, and European art music in ways that used tone clusters, polytonality, and other techniques decades before they were adopted by European composers.
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