Friday, March 28, 2014

DAY 136 - COUNTING DOWN TO THE 50TH

GOOD MORNING, CLASS OF '64
AT THE BEACH - EDWARD HENRY POTTHAST

maggie and milly and molly and may


ee cummings

maggie and milly and molly and may
went down to the beach(to play one day)

and maggie discovered a shell that sang
so sweetly she couldn’t remember her troubles,and

milly befriended a stranded star
whose rays five languid fingers were;

and molly was chased by a horrible thing
which raced sideways while blowing bubbles:and

may came home with a smooth round stone
as small as a world and as large as alone.

For whatever we lose(like a you or a me)
It’s always ourselves we find in the sea.
 
On the Beach - Frederick Morgan
MARIANNE
(A calypso)
The most popular version was recorded by 
Terry Gilkyson and The Easy Riders 
(#4 on the Billboard Top 100); 
another version was recorded by 
The Hilltoppers in 1957 
(#3 on the Billboard Top 100)
MARIANNE - THE BROTHERS FOUR - 1960

MARIANNE

All day, all night, Marianne
Down by the seaside siftin' sand
Even little children love Marianne
Down by the seaside siftin' sand.

Marianne, Oh, Marianne
Oh, won't you marry me?
We can have a bamboo hut
With brandy in the tea
Leave your fat old mama home
She never will say yes
If your mama don't know now
She can guess (it's in the mail now!)

All day, all night, Marianne
Down by the seaside siftin' sand
Even little children love Marianne
Down by the seaside siftin' sand.

When she walks along the shore
People pause to greet
White birds fly around her
Little fish come to her feet
In her heart is love
But I'm the only mortal man
Who's allowed to kiss
My Marianne (Everybody!)

All day, all night, Marianne
Down by the seaside siftin' sand
Even little children love Marianne
Down by the seaside siftin' sand.

And when we marry, we will have
A time you never saw
I will be so happy
I will kiss my mother-in-law (Phooey!)
Children by the dozen
In and out the bamboo hut
One for every palm tree
And cocunut (Don't rush me!)

All day, all night, Marianne
Down by the seaside siftin' sand
Even little children love Marianne
Down by the seaside siftin' sand.
Down by the seaside siftin' sand...

Cold Feet - Edward Henry Potthast

My soul is full of longing
for the secret of the sea,
and the heart of the great ocean
sends a thrilling pulse through me.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

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