Jubal sang of the Wrath of God And the curse of thistle and thorn-- But Tubal got him a pointed rod, And scrabbled the earth for corn. Old--old as that early mould, Young as the sprouting grain-- Yearly green is the strife between Jubal and Tubal Cain! Jubal sang of the new-found sea, And the love that its waves divide-- But Tubal hollowed a fallen tree And passed to the further side. Black-black as the hurricane-wrack, Salt as the under-main- Bitter and cold is the hate they hold-- Jubal and Tubal Cain! Jubal sang of the golden years Uhen wars and wounds shall cease-- But Tubal fashioned the hand-flung spears And showed his neighbours peace New--new as Nine-point-Two Older than Lamech's slain-- Roaring and loud is the feud avowed Twix''Jubal and Tubal Cain! Jubal sang of the cliffs that bar And the peaks that none may crown-- But Tubal clambered by jut and scar And there he builded a town. High-high as the snowsheds lie, Low as the culverts drain-- Wherever they be they can never agree-- Jubal and Tubal Cain!
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This is the poem "Jubal and Tubal Cain" by Rudyard Kipling. Leslie set it to music.
www.poetryloverspage.com/poets/kipling/jubal_and_tubal.html
Jubal sang of the Wrath of God
And the curse of thistle and thorn--
But Tubal got him a pointed rod,
And scrabbled the earth for corn.
Old--old as that early mould,
Young as the sprouting grain--
Yearly green is the strife between
Jubal and Tubal Cain!
Jubal sang of the new-found sea,
And the love that its waves divide--
But Tubal hollowed a fallen tree
And passed to the further side.
Black-black as the hurricane-wrack,
Salt as the under-main-
Bitter and cold is the hate they hold--
Jubal and Tubal Cain!
Jubal sang of the golden years
Uhen wars and wounds shall cease--
But Tubal fashioned the hand-flung spears
And showed his neighbours peace
New--new as Nine-point-Two
Older than Lamech's slain--
Roaring and loud is the feud avowed
Twix''Jubal and Tubal Cain!
Jubal sang of the cliffs that bar
And the peaks that none may crown--
But Tubal clambered by jut and scar
And there he builded a town.
High-high as the snowsheds lie,
Low as the culverts drain--
Wherever they be they can never agree--
Jubal and Tubal Cain!
To me this poem (and song) have always been about the duality of man and or the relationship between war/peace or even order/chaos
I have the entire album in digital form except The Prodigal Son and Hadramauti. Do you have those?
Nope, sorry, what I've got is what is up.
well now I'm wondering why Jabal was not mentioned, he tamed the wild animals afterall