Version for quintet (Soprano/mezzo, acoustic guitar + male backing vocal, piano, cello, percussion/drum kit)
Love or a Season, movement II
Poem by Robert Frost, from A Boy's Will (1913)
I had withdrawn in forest, and my song
Was swallowed up in leaves that blew alway;
And to the forest edge you came one day
(This was my dream) and looked and pondered long,
But did not enter, though the wish was strong:
You shook your pensive head as who should say,
‘I dare not—too far in his footsteps stray—
He must seek me would he undo the wrong.'
Not far, but near, I stood and saw it all
Behind low boughs the trees let down outside;
And the sweet pang it cost me not to call
And tell you that I saw does still abide.
But ’tis not true that thus I dwelt aloof,
For the wood wakes, and you are here for proof.
I. Into My Own
III. Going for Water
IV. A Late Walk