Herman Melville

"The Pieces"

[TENOR]
But let me have one more good round look aloft here at the sea; there’s time for that. An old, old sight, and yet somehow so young; aye, and not changed a wink since I first saw it, a boy, from the sand-hills of Nantucket! The same! – the same! – the same to Noah as to me

[CHOIR]
But then he cried in exultation and surrender
“The Godhead is broken like bread. We are the pieces.”

[TENOR]
Oh, lonely death on lonely life!
I turn my body from the sun

[CHOIR]
And sat down at his desk and wrote a story

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