Charles Ives - Premonitions

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There's a shadow on the grass
That was never there before
And the ripples as they pass
Whisper of an unseen oar;
And the song we knew by rote
Seems to falter in the throat
A footfall, scarcely noted
Lingers near the open door
Omens that were once but jest
Now are messengers of Fate;
And the blessing held the best
Cometh not or comes too latе
Yet what ever lifе may lack
Not a blown leaf beckons back
Forward! Forward! is the summons
Forward! Where new horizons wait
 
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Arguably the first modernist composer, Charles Ives (1874-1954) was a solitary figure who composed in obscurity for most of his life. The son of a U.S. Army bandleader, Ives enjoyed a wildly successful career as an insurance executive. In his spare time, he composed music in a wide variety of genres that combined popular song, church hymns, military marches, and European art music in ways that used tone clusters, polytonality, and other techniques decades before they were adopted by European composers.