While we seek mirth and beauty
And music light and gay
There are frail forms
Fainting at the door
Though their voices are silent
Their pleading looks will say
“Oh, hard times come again no more”
-Stephen Foster 1854

Also introduction to Sam Baker’s ‘Odessa’ too. I’m continually surprised by how much of the music I like is inspired/based on/partly contains old folk music or poetry. Although is this case, it’s more like ‘parlour music’ written to remind rich people what it’s like for everyone else.

You don’t see much stuff like this nowadays, do you? Or maybe you do, and I’m missing it.

Anyways… I like it. Good night folks.