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Frankenstein, Letter 4, August 5th, 17—

Frankenstein; Or, The Modern Prometheus converted to lyrics by Nik Bear Brown
https://soundcloud.com/nik-bear-brown

We sailed through ice, a frozen tomb,
In fog and silence, dense as gloom.
Enclosed in sheets, in peril we lay,
When mist gave way at break of day.
We saw a sledge, drawn northward still,
A towering shape of strength and will.

This giant man sped toward the ice,
A sight of dread, yet strange and nice.
Though lost to distance, far and dim,
We watched him fade, a figure grim.
My men grew pale, their courage thinned,
Yet northward called the chilling wind.

Hours passed, the ice released our way,
The sea unfroze to greet the day.
At dawn, a second sledge appeared,
Its lone rider worn and seared.
His frozen frame, near death’s own door,
He asked of me, “Where do you soar?”

In speech and form, a foreign soul,
With madness etched into his role.
A shadowed past weighed on his mind,
With kindness rare and heart confined.
To seek “one fled” through endless snow,
A stranger now with tales unknown.

A dauntless heart, yet grief’s sharp sting,
We watched his spirit wrest and swing.
One moment kind, the next despair,
A haunted past beyond compare.
The weight he bore upon his chest,
No words could ease, no soul could rest.

I feel his pain; his grief is mine,
As if our fates by stars align.
A brother found on seas so wild,
A spirit fierce, yet meek and mild.
A friend at last, though frail and lost,
Who shares with me the ocean’s cost.

And now he waits, in silence deep,
With eyes that hold no peace, no sleep.
Each night he longs to scan the cold,
For shadows lost on icebergs old.
In wreckage frail, he shines a light,
Through sorrow’s veil and endless night.

Main Characters

Captain Robert Walton
Margaret Saville (Walton’s sister)
The mysterious stranger (Victor Frankenstein)

Summary of the Story
Captain Walton recounts a strange encounter with a weakened traveler found drifting on the ice in a sledge. This stranger, suffering from severe exhaustion and mental anguish, captivates Walton and his crew. When he recovers, the stranger reveals he is on a desperate pursuit, searching for a being who has “fled” from him. Walton is deeply moved by the man’s tragic air and troubled history. A bond forms between Walton and the stranger, as Walton finds in him a kindred spirit on the lonely sea. Despite his past, the stranger’s melancholy captivates the crew, and his unspoken grief becomes an enigma as they sail further into the Arctic expanse.

Nik Bear Brown – A contemporary poet and lyricist, Nik Bear Brown is known for storytelling that fuses traditional folk themes with modern insights, particularly in ballads and narrative songs.

Frankenstein, Letter 4, August 5th, 17—

Tweedle - Dum and Tweedle - Dee

Mother Goose lyrics extended by Nik Bear Brown https://soundcloud.com/nik-bear-brown

Tweedle-dum and Tweedle-dee
    Resolved to have a battle,
For Tweedle-dum said Tweedle-dee
    Had spoiled his nice new rattle.

Just then flew by a monstrous crow,
    As big as a tar barrel,
Which frightened both the heroes so,
    They quite forgot their quarrel.


Tweedle-Dum and Tweedle-Dee
Mother Goose lyrics extended by Nik Bear Brown
https://soundcloud.com/nik-bear-brown

Tweedle-Dum and Tweedle-Dee,
Stood under a sycamore tree,
Each huffing mad, fists held high,
For one said, "You broke mine!" and the other, "Not I!"

Tweedle-dum and Tweedle-dee
    Resolved to have a battle,
For Tweedle-dum said Tweedle-dee
    Had spoiled his nice new rattle.

Just then flew by a monstrous crow,
    As big as a tar barrel,
Which frightened both the heroes so,
    They quite forgot their quarrel.

They circled round, stomped and frowned,
Shouting loud in a noisy sound.
For Tweedle-Dum’s rattle, shiny and new,
Was now cracked up and split in two.

The quarrel grew with whistles and claps,
Hands on hips and indignant snaps.
They pouted and shouted, "I’m right, no you!"
With noses scrunched and cheeks turned blue.

Tweedle-dum and Tweedle-dee
    Resolved to have a battle,
For Tweedle-dum said Tweedle-dee
    Had spoiled his nice new rattle.

Just then flew by a monstrous crow,
    As big as a tar barrel,
Which frightened both the heroes so,
    They quite forgot their quarrel.
    
But then from the sky, a shadow so wide,
A monstrous crow came down to glide.
Its wings spread out, dark as night,
Giving both little heroes quite a fright.

With one loud caw, it swooped so low,
That both forgot their fight to show.
They huddled close, side by side,
Watching the crow with eyes stretched wide.

Tweedle-dum and Tweedle-dee
    Resolved to have a battle,
For Tweedle-dum said Tweedle-dee
    Had spoiled his nice new rattle.

Just then flew by a monstrous crow,
    As big as a tar barrel,
Which frightened both the heroes so,
    They quite forgot their quarrel.

When it flew off, they blinked and sighed,
The quarrel gone, their anger died.
For what was a rattle compared to that bird?
They laughed together, no longer stirred.

So Tweedle-Dum and Tweedle-Dee,
Learned there’s more than they could see.
With troubles shared and worries gone,
They skipped away as friends at dawn.

Main Characters
Tweedle-Dum, Tweedle-Dee, Monstrous Crow

Summary
In this poem, Tweedle-Dum and Tweedle-Dee argue over a broken rattle, preparing to battle each other. However, their quarrel is interrupted by the appearance of a monstrous crow, which scares them into forgetting their fight. Realizing their friendship is more important, they walk away as friends, laughing about their once-serious spat.

Nik Bear Brown – A contemporary poet and lyricist, Nik Bear Brown is known for storytelling that fuses traditional folk themes with modern insights, particularly in ballads and narrative songs.

Tweedle - Dum And Tweedle - Dee I

Tweedle-Dum and Tweedle-Dee

Mother Goose lyrics extended by Nik Bear Brown
https://soundcloud.com/nik-bear-brown

Tweedle-Dum and Tweedle-Dee,
Stood under a sycamore tree,
Each huffing mad, fists held high,
For one said, "You broke mine!" and the other, "Not I!"

Tweedle-dum and Tweedle-dee
    Resolved to have a battle,
For Tweedle-dum said Tweedle-dee
    Had spoiled his nice new rattle.

Just then flew by a monstrous crow,
    As big as a tar barrel,
Which frightened both the heroes so,
    They quite forgot their quarrel.

They circled round, stomped and frowned,
Shouting loud in a noisy sound.
For Tweedle-Dum’s rattle, shiny and new,
Was now cracked up and split in two.

The quarrel grew with whistles and claps,
Hands on hips and indignant snaps.
They pouted and shouted, "I’m right, no you!"
With noses scrunched and cheeks turned blue.

Tweedle-dum and Tweedle-dee
    Resolved to have a battle,
For Tweedle-dum said Tweedle-dee
    Had spoiled his nice new rattle.

Just then flew by a monstrous crow,
    As big as a tar barrel,
Which frightened both the heroes so,
    They quite forgot their quarrel.
    
But then from the sky, a shadow so wide,
A monstrous crow came down to glide.
Its wings spread out, dark as night,
Giving both little heroes quite a fright.

With one loud caw, it swooped so low,
That both forgot their fight to show.
They huddled close, side by side,
Watching the crow with eyes stretched wide.

Tweedle-dum and Tweedle-dee
    Resolved to have a battle,
For Tweedle-dum said Tweedle-dee
    Had spoiled his nice new rattle.

Just then flew by a monstrous crow,
    As big as a tar barrel,
Which frightened both the heroes so,
    They quite forgot their quarrel.

When it flew off, they blinked and sighed,
The quarrel gone, their anger died.
For what was a rattle compared to that bird?
They laughed together, no longer stirred.

So Tweedle-Dum and Tweedle-Dee,
Learned there’s more than they could see.
With troubles shared and worries gone,
They skipped away as friends at dawn.

Main Characters
Tweedle-Dum, Tweedle-Dee, Monstrous Crow

Summary
In this poem, Tweedle-Dum and Tweedle-Dee argue over a broken rattle, preparing to battle each other. However, their quarrel is interrupted by the appearance of a monstrous crow, which scares them into forgetting their fight. Realizing their friendship is more important, they walk away as friends, laughing about their once-serious spat.

Nik Bear Brown – A contemporary poet and lyricist, Nik Bear Brown is known for storytelling that fuses traditional folk themes with modern insights, particularly in ballads and narrative songs.

Tweedle - Dum And Tweedle - Dee II

Tweedle - Dum And Tweedle - Dee

Cross Patch

Mother Goose lyrics extended by Nik Bear Brown
https://soundcloud.com/nik-bear-brown

Cross Patch, draw the latch,
Settle down, no need to scratch.
Sit by the fire, warm and bright,
And sip your tea through cozy night.

Cross patch, draw the latch,
  Sit by the fire and spin;
Take a cup and drink it up,
  Then call your neighbors in

The kettle hums, the shadows dance,
The teacups wait for their big chance.
So take a sip, let troubles rest,
Invite the ones you like the best.

Neighbors gather, smiles grow wide,
As warmth and laughter fill inside.
Old tales are told, and jokes are spun,
Till frowns are gone, replaced with fun.

Cross patch, draw the latch,
  Sit by the fire and spin;
Take a cup and drink it up,
  Then call your neighbors in

So Cross Patch grins, as Patch does know,
A little kindness makes things glow.
The crackling fire, the clinking cups,
Bring friends together, lifting up.

With yarn and tales, they pass the night,
While outside, stars shine clear and bright.
The latch stays drawn, the door stays wide,
For everyone warm is welcome inside.

Cross patch, draw the latch,
  Sit by the fire and spin;
Take a cup and drink it up,
  Then call your neighbors in
  
So don’t be cross, come take a seat,
With friends and fire, the night’s complete.
A sip, a laugh, a song, a spin—
The perfect way to let joy in.

And when the stars fade, morning nigh,
They share a hug, they say goodbye.
Cross Patch knows this truth quite well:
With friends and warmth, all hearts swell.

Main Characters
Cross Patch, Neighbors, Tea Cups, Fire

Summary
Cross Patch, usually a grumpy figure, draws the latch and welcomes neighbors to gather by the fire for warmth and cheer. As they sip tea, share stories, and laugh, the night transforms into a joyful gathering. The poem celebrates the warmth of friendship and the power of kindness to melt even the grumpiest hearts.

Cross Patch I

Cross Patch II

Cross Patch III

Cross Patch IV

Cross Patch
Mother Goose lyrics extended by Nik Bear Brown
https://soundcloud.com/nik-bear-brown

Cross Patch, draw the latch,
Settle down, no need to scratch.
Sit by the fire, warm and bright,
And sip your tea through cozy night.

Cross patch, draw the latch,
  Sit by the fire and spin;
Take a cup and drink it up,
  Then call your neighbors in

The kettle hums, the shadows dance,
The teacups wait for their big chance.
So take a sip, let troubles rest,
Invite the ones you like the best.

Neighbors gather, smiles grow wide,
As warmth and laughter fill inside.
Old tales are told, and jokes are spun,
Till frowns are gone, replaced with fun.

Cross patch, draw the latch,
  Sit by the fire and spin;
Take a cup and drink it up,
  Then call your neighbors in

So Cross Patch grins, as Patch does know,
A little kindness makes things glow.
The crackling fire, the clinking cups,
Bring friends together, lifting up.

With yarn and tales, they pass the night,
While outside, stars shine clear and bright.
The latch stays drawn, the door stays wide,
For everyone warm is welcome inside.

Cross patch, draw the latch,
  Sit by the fire and spin;
Take a cup and drink it up,
  Then call your neighbors in
  
So don’t be cross, come take a seat,
With friends and fire, the night’s complete.
A sip, a laugh, a song, a spin—
The perfect way to let joy in.

And when the stars fade, morning nigh,
They share a hug, they say goodbye.
Cross Patch knows this truth quite well:
With friends and warmth, all hearts swell.

Main Characters
Cross Patch, Neighbors, Tea Cups, Fire

Summary
Cross Patch, usually a grumpy figure, draws the latch and welcomes neighbors to gather by the fire for warmth and cheer. As they sip tea, share stories, and laugh, the night transforms into a joyful gathering. The poem celebrates the warmth of friendship and the power of kindness to melt even the grumpiest hearts.

Nik Bear Brown – A contemporary poet and lyricist, Nik Bear Brown is known for storytelling that fuses traditional folk themes with modern insights, particularly in ballads and narrative songs.

Cross Patch (Liam Vocals)

Cross Patch II (Mother Goose)

The Cowardly Lion

Lyrics by Nik Bear Brown
https://soundcloud.com/nik-bear-brown

They walk through shadow where woods grow thick,
Yellow bricks buried beneath leaves and dust,
The brittle bones of trees—each step echoes,
As they tread the path where dangers hide, no breeze.

The road is rough, their hearts beat fast,
Deep growls call, unknown, they pass.
Toto stays close, Dorothy feels the strain,
But Tin Man says, “We’ll be safe again.”

Suddenly—a Lion leaps, claws raised high,
Scarecrow falls, Tin Woodman lies.
Dorothy stands, her hand held tight,
Against his growl, she speaks her fright.

“You’re nothing but a coward,” she says,
The Lion sighs, “My truth, my shame to confess.
I roar so loud so no one will know,
That when I stand, I’m shaking below.”

They walk the path through shadowed trees,
Where dangers hide, no birds, no breeze.
“I fear the night,” the Lion sighs,
For shadows bend where courage dies.

Tin Man rusted, sighs beside him,
“You’ve got a heart—I’m hollow within.”
Scarecrow grins, his straw-filled pride,
“I’d trade it all for a brain inside.”

A Lion’s roar, a fragile face,
Running from fear he cannot chase.
The road ahead grows long and wide,
So he joins the path, with hope inside.

He tells of shame, of running away,
Of fear that hides behind his sway.
“I roar so loud, they run from fright,
But when I’m alone, I fear the night.”

For Oz, for hearts, for minds they’ll see,
Down the road of yellow trees.
They walk all four where shadows lie,
Seeking courage, as days go by.

The Lion joins them, hope in stride,
For courage gained is fear defied.
Scarecrow wants brains, Tin Man a heart,
Lion needs strength that won’t depart.

They move together, bound as friends,
Down this road where shadows bend.
Dorothy guides, her steps ahead,
Through a forest where echoes tread.

They walk the path through shadowed trees,
For Oz, for heart, for mind at ease—
And the Lion hopes for courage still,
Beneath the stretch of trees until.

All four move, their wishes clear,
Toward the land where dreams draw near.
They tread ahead, a future bright,
Where courage waits beyond the night.

Main Characters
Dorothy, Scarecrow, Tin Woodman, Lion, Toto

Summary
This poem follows Dorothy and her friends as they encounter the Cowardly Lion on the yellow brick road. Initially fearsome, the Lion confesses his fear and desire for courage. He joins their journey, each friend seeking something—brains, heart, courage, and a way home. Together, they tread through shadowed trees toward Oz, where they hope to find the courage, love, and wisdom they each lack. Their friendship and determination illuminate their path as they journey toward a place of dreams.

The Cowardly Lion (Liam Vocals)

The Cowardly Lion I

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Le Printemps, L’Été Et L’Hiver

Vallée au nord, onduleuse prairie,
Déserts charmants, mon coeur, formé pour vous,
Toujours vous cherche en sa mélancolie.
A ton aspect, solitude chérie,
Je ne sais quoi de profond et de doux
Vient s’emparer de mon âme attendrie.
Si l’on savait le calme qu’un ruisseau
En tous mes sens porte avec son murmure,
Ce calme heureux que j’ai, sur la verdure,
Goûté cent fois seul au pied d’un coteau,
Les froids amants du froid séjour des villes
Rechercheraient ces voluptés faciles.
Si le printemps les champs vient émailler,
Dans un coin frais de ce vallon paisible,
Je lis assis sous le rameux noyer,
Au rude tronc, au feuillage flexible.
Du rossignol le suave soupir
Enchaîne alors mon oreille captive,
Et dans un songe au-dessus du plaisir
Laisse flotter mon âme fugitive.
Au fond d’un bois quand l’été va durant,
Est-il une onde aimable et sinueuse
Qui, dans son cours, lente et voluptueuse,
A chaque fleur s’arrête en soupirant ?
Cent fois au bord de cette onde infidèle
J’irai dormir sous le coudre odorant,
Et disputer de paresse avec elle.
Sous le saule nourri de ta fraîcheur amie,
Fleuve témoin de mes soupirs,
Dans ces prés émaillés, au doux bruit des zéphyrs,
Ton passage offre ici l’image de la vie.
En des vallons déserts, au sortir de ces fleurs,
Tu conduis tes ondes errantes :
Ainsi nos heures inconstantes
Passent des plaisirs aux douleurs.
Mais si voluptueux, du moins dans notre course,
Du printemps nous allons jouir,
Nos jours plus doucement s’éloignent de leur source,
Emportant avec eux un tendre souvenir :
Ainsi tu vas moins triste au rocher solitaire,
Vers ces bois où tu fais toujours,
Si de ces prés ton heureux cours
Entraîne quelque fleur légère.
De mon esprit ainsi l’enchantement
Naît et s’accroît pendant tout un feuillage.
L’aquilon vient, et l’on voit tristement
L’arbre isolé sur le coteau sauvage
Se balancer au milieu de l’orage.
De blancs oiseaux en troupes partagés
Quittent les bords de l’Océan antique :
Tous en silence à la file rangés
Fendent l’azur d’un ciel mélancolique.
J’erre aux forêts où pendent les frimas :
Interrompu par le bruit de la feuille
Que lentement je traîne sous mes pas,
Dans ses pensers mon esprit se recueille.
Qui le croirait ? plaisirs solacieux,
Je vous retrouve en ce grand deuil des cieux :
L’habit de veuve embellit la nature.
Il est un charme à des bois sans parure :
Ces prés riants entourés d’aunes verts,
Où l’onde molle énerve la pensée,
Où sur les fleurs l’âme rêve bercée
Aux doux accords du feuillage et des airs,
Ces prés riants que l’aquilon moissonne,
Plaisent aux coeurs. Vers la terre courbés
Nous imitons, ou flétris ou tombés,
L’herbe en hiver et la feuille en automne.

Le Printemps, L’Été Et L’Hiver (poème De François - René De Chateaubriand)

Little Boy Blue
Lyrics adapted by Nik Bear Brown
https://soundcloud.com/nik-bear-brown

Little Boy Blue, come, blow your horn!
The sheep's in the meadow, the cow's in the corn.
Where's the little boy that looks after the sheep?
Under the haystack, fast asleep!

The sheep have wandered, the cow’s having fun,
Munching on corn in the bright midday sun.
The barnyard’s a mess, the field’s in dismay,
While Little Boy Blue sleeps the day away.

Little Boy Blue, come, blow your horn!
The sheep's in the meadow, the cow's in the corn.
Where's the little boy that looks after the sheep?
Under the haystack, fast asleep!

They nudge him, they poke him, they moo in his ear,
But Little Boy Blue just won’t appear.
His hat pulled down, his blanket tight,
Dreaming through the noon and night.

Little Boy Blue, come, blow your horn!
The sheep's in the meadow, the cow's in the corn.
Where's the little boy that looks after the sheep?
Under the haystack, fast asleep!

Now the rooster crows, the sun’s sinking low,
But where could that boy with the horn be, though?
With hay in his hair and dreams in his head,

Little Boy Blue, come, blow your horn!
The sheep's in the meadow, the cow's in the corn.
Where's the little boy that looks after the sheep?
Under the haystack, fast asleep!


Main Characters:
Little Boy Blue: A young boy tasked with watching over the sheep but who falls into a deep sleep.
Barnyard Animals: The sheep and the cow, representing innocence and chaos as they roam free.

Summary:
The song recounts the story of Little Boy Blue, who is responsible for watching over the barnyard animals but instead falls into a deep slumber. His animals roam freely, creating disarray in the fields. Despite efforts to wake him, Little Boy Blue remains fast asleep, lost in his dreams as the day slips by, leaving the barnyard in a state of mischief and gentle chaos.

Nik Bear Brown – A contemporary poet and lyricist, Nik Bear Brown is known for storytelling that fuses traditional folk themes with modern insights, particularly in ballads and narrative songs.

SoundCloud Hashtags:

Little Boy Blue

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Nik Bear Brown – Known for his unique storytelling style, Nik Bear Brown fuses traditional folk themes with modern insights, especially in ballads and narrative songs.

Nik Bear Brown is a songwriter seamlessly blending the roles of poet, lyricist, and digital artist to craft immersive sonic experiences.  Nik Bear writes new songs and novel arraignment's of public domain classics. With a deep appreciation for the power of words, he weaves intricate narratives and evocative imagery into his lyrics, capturing the essence of human emotions and experiences.

Embracing the digital age, Nik utilizes cutting-edge electronic tools to enhance every facet of his music. From manipulating his vocals with innovative effects to exploring unique arrangements, he creates a rich tapestry of sound that elevates the poetry within his songs. This fusion of traditional poetic elements and modern technology not only amplifies the emotional depth of his work but also invites listeners to engage with his artistry in new and exciting ways.

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