The Dong with a Luminous Nose (Edward Lear)

Avant-Pop, Progressive Pop, Alternative Rock

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[Verse 2]
Then, through the vast and gloomy dark,
There moves what seems a fiery spark,
A lonely spark with silvery rays
Piercing the cold black nighti-sh haze;
And ere the light can pass away,
Through the mists of the river grey,
A sudden nearly silvery gleam
Is seen, as in a passing dream,

[Verse 3]
And a voice moans low, as the lul-la-by
Of waves that strike the summer strand:—
"Way out in the deep, in the silent sea,
"Far from the land and far from me,
"Far from the shore of the Chankly Bore!"

[Pre-Chorus]
Who and what is the lonely form
That moves through the dark and through the storm?
'Tis the Dong! the Dong who is known to all
As he wanders and wanders, the Dong with a Luminous Nose!

[Chorus]
The Dong with a Luminous Nose!

[Verse 4]
Through the great Gromboolian plain,
Where the night-winds ever and ever complain,
As they wander over the hills in the dark,
Till they find no longer a fiery spark,
No longer a light on the hills or the plain;
For he wanders ever and ever,
The Dong with a Luminous Nose!

[Chorus]
The Dong with a Luminous Nose!
The Dong with a Luminous Nose!

[Verse 5]
Long years ago
The Jumblies came in a sieve, they did,
Landing at night on the Gromboolian plain;
And they danced and they sang through the night-winds' rain,
As they landed at night in the sieve that they did;—
And the Dong he fell in love with a Jumbly girl
With the sky-blue hands and the sea-green hair,
And they danced together all night in the air,
While the night-winds blew through the hills of the Bore.

[Verse 6]
But the Jumblies went away,
They went away in their sieve that they did;—
And they left the Dong alone on the plain,
Alone in the dark and the night-winds' rain,
Alone on the hills of the Chankly Bore!
And he wanders ever and ever,
Through the night-winds and the rain,
Searching the hills and the great Gromboolian plain,
Searching the shore of the Chankly Bore,
For the Jumbly girl with the sky-blue hands
And the sea-green hair!

[Verse 7]
And he gathered the bark of the Twangum Tree
On the shores of the Chankly Bore,
And he fashioned a Nose as long as could be,
And he wove it with reeds and with rushes for me,
And he painted it red as the sunset is red;—
And he fastened it on with a luminous lamp,
And he tied it on with a luminous tie,
To show where he went in the dark and the damp,
Searching the hills and the great Gromboolian plain,
Searching the shore of the Chankly Bore,
For the Jumbly girl with the sky-blue hands
And the sea-green hair!

[Bridge]
And ever and ever, through the dark and the damp,
As he wanders ever and ever,
The Dong with a Luminous Nose!

[Chorus]
The Dong with a Luminous Nose!
The Dong with a Luminous Nose!

[Verse 8]
Through the great Gromboolian plain,
Searching for her he can find never more,
And he moans and he cries, "Oh! somewhere, hark!
"Somebody calls in the silent dark!"
While the night-winds ever and ever complain,
Searching the hills of the Chankly Bore,
For the Jumbly girl with the sky-blue hands
And the sea-green hair!

[Chorus]
The Dong with a Luminous Nose!
The Dong with a Luminous Nose!

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[Verse 1] When awful darkness and silence reign Over the great Gromboolian plain, Through the long, long wintry nights;— When the angry breakers roar As they beat on the rocky Shore;— When Storm-clouds brood on the towering heights Of the Hills of the Chankly Bore:— [Verse 2] Then, through the vast and gloomy dark, There moves what seems a fiery spark, A lonely spark with silvery rays Piercing the cold black nighti-sh haze; And ere the light can pass away, Through the mists of the river grey, A sudden nearly silvery gleam Is seen, as in a passing dream, [Verse 3] And a voice moans low, as the lul-la-by Of waves that strike the summer strand:— "Way out in the deep, in the silent sea, "Far from the land and far from me, "Far from the shore of the Chankly Bore!" [Pre-Chorus] Who and what is the lonely form That moves through the dark and through the storm? 'Tis the Dong! the Dong who is known to all As he wanders and wanders, the Dong with a Luminous Nose! [Chorus] The Dong with a Luminous Nose! [Verse 4] Through the great Gromboolian plain, Where the night-winds ever and ever complain, As they wander over the hills in the dark, Till they find no longer a fiery spark, No longer a light on the hills or the plain; For he wanders ever and ever, The Dong with a Luminous Nose! [Chorus] The Dong with a Luminous Nose! The Dong with a Luminous Nose! [Verse 5] Long years ago The Jumblies came in a sieve, they did, Landing at night on the Gromboolian plain; And they danced and they sang through the night-winds' rain, As they landed at night in the sieve that they did;— And the Dong he fell in love with a Jumbly girl With the sky-blue hands and the sea-green hair, And they danced together all night in the air, While the night-winds blew through the hills of the Bore. [Verse 6] But the Jumblies went away, They went away in their sieve that they did;— And they left the Dong alone on the plain, Alone in the dark and the night-winds' rain, Alone on the hills of the Chankly Bore! And he wanders ever and ever, Through the night-winds and the rain, Searching the hills and the great Gromboolian plain, Searching the shore of the Chankly Bore, For the Jumbly girl with the sky-blue hands And the sea-green hair! [Verse 7] And he gathered the bark of the Twangum Tree On the shores of the Chankly Bore, And he fashioned a Nose as long as could be, And he wove it with reeds and with rushes for me, And he painted it red as the sunset is red;— And he fastened it on with a luminous lamp, And he tied it on with a luminous tie, To show where he went in the dark and the damp, Searching the hills and the great Gromboolian plain, Searching the shore of the Chankly Bore, For the Jumbly girl with the sky-blue hands And the sea-green hair! [Bridge] And ever and ever, through the dark and the damp, As he wanders ever and ever, The Dong with a Luminous Nose! [Chorus] The Dong with a Luminous Nose! The Dong with a Luminous Nose! [Verse 8] Through the great Gromboolian plain, Searching for her he can find never more, And he moans and he cries, "Oh! somewhere, hark! "Somebody calls in the silent dark!" While the night-winds ever and ever complain, Searching the hills of the Chankly Bore, For the Jumbly girl with the sky-blue hands And the sea-green hair! [Chorus] The Dong with a Luminous Nose! The Dong with a Luminous Nose!

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