Riches I hold in light esteem
And Love I laugh to scorn;
And lust of fame was but a dream
That vanish'd with the morn;
And if I pray, the only prayer
That moves my lips for me
Is, "Leave the heart that now I bear
And give me liberty!"
Yes, as my swift days near their goal
'T is all that I implore:
In life and death a chainless soul
With courage to endure
1969 • Mortal Storm, Op. 29
1969 • 4 Motivations for Baritone and Piano, Op. 21
1969 • 4 Motivations for Baritone and Piano, Op. 21
1960 • 3 Songs for a Deep Voice and Piano, Op. 18
1969 • Mortal Storm, Op. 29
1969 • Mortal Storm, Op. 29
1969 • Mortal Storm, Op. 29
1969 • Mortal Storm, Op. 29
1969 • 4 Motivations for Baritone and Piano, Op. 21
1969 • 4 Motivations for Baritone and Piano, Op. 21
1988 • 3 Songs for Baritone and Piano, Op. 41
1988 • 3 Songs for Baritone and Piano, Op. 41