The Scarecrow [DE LA MARE poem set to music]

The Scarecrow (Walter De La Mare )

Bm Em
All winter through I bow my head
A Bm
Beneath the driving rain;
D A Bm F#m
The North wind powders me with snow
G A
And blows me black again;
E7 D6
At midnight 'neath a maze of stars
G A Em
I flame with glittering rime,
G D E7
And stand, above the stubble, stiff
D A Em
As mail at morning-prime.
But when that child, called Spring, and all
His host of children, come,
Scattering their buds and dew upon
These acres of my home,
Some rapture in my rags awakes;
I lift void eyes and scan
The skies for crows, those ravening foes,
Of my strange master, Man.
F Dm7 E7
I watch him striding lank behind
F Am
His clashing team, and know
G Bm A7
Soon will the wheat swish body high
D A C#7
Where once lay sterile snow;
F#m Bm
Soon shall I gaze across a sea
D A Em
Of sun-begotten grain,
D A Bm F#m
Which my unflinching watch hath sealed
Bm A7
For harvest once again.


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