From the recording TIME WAS
THE SEA-SIDE CAVE (words by Alice Cary, adapted by Louis Rosen)
“A bird of the air shall carry the voice, and that which hath wings shall tell the matter.”
At the dead of night by the side of the Sea / I met my gray-haired enemy,— / The glittering light of his serpent eye / Was all I had to see him by.
At the dead of night, and stormy weather / We went into a cave together,— / Into a cave by the side of the Sea, / But no one left that cave with me!
The flower that comes up through the April mould / Comes like a miser dragging all his gold, / But that flower never made a spot of earth so bright / As the earth in the cave that night.
Next day as my boy sat on my knee / He picked the gray hairs off from me, / And told with eyes all full of fear / How a bird in the meadow near
Over her clay-built nest had spread / Sticks and leaves all bloody red, / Brought from a cave by the side of the Sea / Where some murdered man must be.
(From a cave by the side— / From a cave by the side of the Sea)
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