Maybe, in these dark times, someone is creating something wonderful, somewhere.
Bela Bartok (1881-1945), Concerto for Orchestra (1943, rev. 1945); Orchestra of the University of Music FRANZ LISZT Weimar (Nicolás Pasquet, cond.), live, Germany (Weimar), 2011
There came a Wind like a Bugle —
It quivered through the Grass
And a Green Chill upon the Heat
So ominous did pass
We barred the Windows and the Doors
As from an Emerald Ghost —
The Doom’s electric Moccasin
That very instant passed —
On a strange Mob of panting Trees
And Fences fled away
And Rivers where the Houses ran
Those looked that lived — that Day —
The Bell within the steeple wild
The flying tidings told —
How much can come
And much can go,
And yet abide the World!