Debussy
So when in reverie I look and listen,
Half dream-like floats, within my passive mind,
Why in the sun its branches gleam and glisten,
And harp-wise beat the wind;
Why, when the sea-waves, heralding their tidings,
Come roaring on the shore with crests of down,
In grave acceptance of their sad confidings,
It bows its stately crown;
-- Tracy Robinson (1833-1915)
French Neo-Classical composer
(22 August 1862 – 25 March 1918)
Dan Gibson - Reverie (Debussy)
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