Bransby Williams recites "The Green Eye of the Little Yellow God" by J. Milton Hayes = popular poem скачать в хорошем качестве

Bransby Williams recites "The Green Eye of the Little Yellow God" by J. Milton Hayes = popular poem

Bransby Williams (1870-1961) recites "The Green Eye of the Little Yellow God." The poem was once very popular, and allusions to it are found in surprising places. For example, John Lennon cites a line in his song "Nobody Told Me." I love the way the butler named Mr. Hudson cites the opening lines in the British TV series Upstairs Downstairs (from the 1970s). Kathmandu, Nepal's capital, is set in a valley surrounded by the Himalayan mountains. The spelling has changed over time. This once-famous poem was written by J. Milton Hayes, who lived from 1884 to 1940. This performance was issued in 1914 on Edison Blue Amberol 23172. The Green Eye Of The Little Yellow God There's a one-eyed yellow idol to the north of Khatmandu, There's a little marble cross below the town; There's a broken-hearted woman tends the grave of Mad Carew, And that little Yellow God forever gazes down. He was known as "Mad Carew" by the subs at Khatmandu, He was hotter than they felt inclined to tell; But for all his foolish pranks, he was worshiped in the ranks, And the Colonel's daughter smiled on him as well. He loved her from the start, that she knew it in her heart, The fact that she loved him was plain to all. She was nearly twenty-one and arrangements had begun To celebrate her birthday with a ball. He wrote to ask what present she would like from Mad Carew; They met next day as he dismissed a squad; And jestingly she told him nothing else would do But the green eye of the little Yellow God. On the night before the dance, Mad Carew seemed in a trance, And they chaffed him as they puffed at their cigars: But for once he failed to smile, and he sat alone awhile, Then went out into the night beneath the stars. He returned before the dawn, with his shirt and tunic torn, And a gash across his temple dripping red; He was patched up right away, and he slept through all the day, And the Colonel's daughter watched beside his bed. He woke at last and asked if they could send his tunic through; She brought it, and he thanked her with a nod; Then feeling in the pocket said "There, that's from Mad Carew," And she found the little green eye of the god. She upbraided poor Carew in the way that women do, Though both her eyes were strangely hot and wet; But she wouldn't take the stone and Mad Carew was left alone With the jewel that he'd chanced his life to get. When the ball was at its height, on that still and tropic night, She thought of him and hurried to his room; As she crossed the barrack square she could hear the dreamy air Of a waltz tune softly stealing thro' the gloom. His door was open wide, with silver moonlight shining through; The place was wet and slipp'ry where she trod; An ugly knife lay buried in the heart of Mad Carew, 'Twas the "Vengeance of the Little Yellow God." There's a one-eyed yellow idol to the north of Khatmandu, There's a little marble cross below the town; There's a broken-hearted woman tends the grave of Mad Carew, And that little Yellow God forever gazes down. Bransby Williams recites "The Green Eye of the Little Yellow God" by J. Milton Hayes = VERY POPULAR