Robin Williamson
Robin Williamson
Robin Williamson & Jesse Erlich & David Campbell & Carol Shive
Robin Williamson
Robin Williamson
Robin Williamson
Robin Williamson
Robin Williamson & Carol Shive & David Campbell & Jesse Erlich & Mike Garson
Robin Williamson
Robin Williamson &
Robin Williamson
Robin Williamson &
Robin Williamson
“These verses began to weave in my mind on visiting the ruined mediaeval tower once home of the Scottish cabalist and philosopher, Michael Scott. Some months after completing this song I chanced on a reference to the epitaph Keats wrote to be carved on the tombstone of his grave in Rome. ‘Here lies...
As how a dream becomes a way
No seed becomes a tree
So seemly law short shrift allows
To the dream that weighs on me
All for to gain some key of trespass
Through the beautiful or the cruel
In wakeful coin I paid at every asking
Long ago
In that place where love is given
The same where love is received
See how the web is woven
See how the truth is revealed
There was a calm that called me so
In weal or woe at rest
To rest my heart within that heart of darkness
Long ago
Sweet is the light of morning
And fair is eventide
Quietly once as the shade there passed
Along the waterside
To seek the springs of human joy
Or the shores of human care
A man whose name was written on the waters
Long ago
Verses at Blawearie Tower was written by Robin Williamson.
Verses at Blawearie Tower was produced by Robin Williamson.