Donald Glancy once (is this otiose?) said that you could sing all of Emily
Dickinson's verse to the tune of "The Yellow Rose of Texas," which I
suppose is a good thing, since it's such a beautiful tune.
In Italian, "Yellow Rose" is possibly what Frege would call a
contradictio-in-terminis seeing that 'rosa' means 'pink' -- cfr. "la rosa
rosa".
Cheers
Speranza
There's a yellow rose in Texas, that I am going to see,
No other darky [sic] knows her, no darky only me
She cryed [sic] so when I left her it like to broke my heart,
And if I ever find her, we nevermore will part.
She's the sweetest rose of color this darky ever knew,
Her eyes are bright as diamonds,they sparkle like the dew;
You may talk about your Dearest May, and sing of Rosa Lee,
But the Yellow Rose of Texas beats the belles of Tennessee.
When the Rio Grande is flowing, the starry skies are bright,
She walks along the river in the quite [sic] summer night:
She thinks if I remember, when we parted long ago,
I promised to come back again, and not to leave her so.
Oh now I'm going to find her, for my heart is full of woe,
And we'll sing the songs togeather [sic], that we sung so long ago
We'll play the bango gaily, and we'll sing the songs of yore,
And the Yellow Rose of Texas shall be mine forevermore.
References:
Glancy, D. "Notebooks".
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