Charles Ives - The Greatest Man

My teacher said us boys should write
About some great man, so I thought last night
'n thought about heroes and men
That had done great things
'n then I got to thinkin' 'bout my pa;
He ain't a hero 'r anything but pshaw!
Say! He can ride the wildest hoss
'n find minners near the moss
Down by the creek; 'n he can swim
'n fish, we ketched five new lights, me 'n him!
Dad's some hunter too - oh, my!
Miss Molly Cottontail sure does fly
When he tromps through the fields 'n brush!
(Dad won't kill a lark 'r thrush.)
Once when I was sick 'n though his hands were rough
He rubbed thе pain right out. "That's the stuff!"
He said when I winkеd back the tears. He never cried
But once 'n that was when my mother died
There're lots o' great men: George Washinton 'n Lee
But Dad's got 'em all beat holler, seems to me!

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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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