Love Phil Ochs and William Butler Yeats, edgar, and thanks again for your comment.
hbg, welcome back to you as well. Loved Marta song as well as Buck's two
Inspired by our edgar's contribution, I found this poem by the man:
The brawling of a sparrow in the eaves,
The brilliant moon and all the milky sky,
And all that famous harmony of leaves,
Had blotted out man's image and his cry.
A girl arose that had red mournful lips
And seemed the greatness of the world in tears,
Doomed like Odysseus and the labouring ships
And proud as Priam murdered with his peers;
Arose, and on the instant clamorous eaves,
A climbing moon upon an empty sky,
And all that lamentation of the leaves,
Could but compose man's image and his cry.
-- William Butler Yeats, 1892
More synchronicity, because Here another birthday lady. Hmm, I need to have a talk with our maker of the visuals and print.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4I2M-1mSPwg