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Posted: 8/23/10 at 12:11am
Today (August 23rd) is the 50th anniversary of the death of Oscar Hammerstein II. As South Pacific closed last night, it seems a fitting time to pay tribute to this wonderful man. His lyrics have touched me so much over the years and I find such beauty in even the simplest of his lyrics. Feel free to share any memories, opinions, favorite lyrics, etc. to commemorate the life of this wonderful man who has blessed us all.
Favorite lyrics of mine:
"Out of my dreams and into your arms I long to fly, I will come as evening comes to woo a waiting sky..." from "Oklahoma!"
"I'm as trite and as gay as a daisy in May, a cliche coming true. I'm bromidic and bright as a moon-happy night pouring light on the dew." from "South Pacific"
"Ah gits weary an' sick of tryin', Ah'm tired of livin' an' skeered of dyin', but ol' man river, he jes'keeps rollin' along." from "Showboat"
"My heart wants to beat like the wings of the birds that rise from the lakes to the trees. My heart wants to sigh like a chime that flies from a church on a breeze, to laugh like a brook when it trips and falls over stones on its way, to sing through the night like a lark who is learning to pray." from "The Sound of Music"
"When you walk through a storm, hold your head up high, and don't be afraid of the dark. At the end of the storm is a golden sky and the sweet silver song of a lark. Walk on through the wind, walk on through the rain, though your dreams be tossed and blown. Walk on, walk on with hope in your heart, and you'll never walk alone. You'll never walk alone." from "Carousel"
Favorite lyrics of mine:
"Out of my dreams and into your arms I long to fly, I will come as evening comes to woo a waiting sky..." from "Oklahoma!"
"I'm as trite and as gay as a daisy in May, a cliche coming true. I'm bromidic and bright as a moon-happy night pouring light on the dew." from "South Pacific"
"Ah gits weary an' sick of tryin', Ah'm tired of livin' an' skeered of dyin', but ol' man river, he jes'keeps rollin' along." from "Showboat"
"My heart wants to beat like the wings of the birds that rise from the lakes to the trees. My heart wants to sigh like a chime that flies from a church on a breeze, to laugh like a brook when it trips and falls over stones on its way, to sing through the night like a lark who is learning to pray." from "The Sound of Music"
"When you walk through a storm, hold your head up high, and don't be afraid of the dark. At the end of the storm is a golden sky and the sweet silver song of a lark. Walk on through the wind, walk on through the rain, though your dreams be tossed and blown. Walk on, walk on with hope in your heart, and you'll never walk alone. You'll never walk alone." from "Carousel"
