Four blues, two epitaphs, one recitative and other poems by Auden
Blues (Dedicated to Hadley Anderson) Ladies and gentlemen gathered here, To be sad, to think, to drink and eat, To breathe and warm the chair with your body, Who is sitting next to you? Maybe it's Death. Majestic blonde with sky blue eyes, In the subway or on the beach, Death awaits you; Married or single, young or old, You will be an obedient boy and do as you say. Death is a harsh judge.