From the recording Sing a Song of Seasons
Composed by Robert Rogler
Lauren Florek: Soprano
Matt Savage: Piano
Artistic Director: Dr. Richard Romiti
Recording Engineer: Antonio Oliart
Studio Engineer: Téa Mottolese
Album Artwork: Julia Rogler
Produced by The Rogler Collection
Recorded at the WGBH Fraser Performance Studio, Boston, MA from 19 April to 26 June 2023.
Special thanks to Matthew Rogler, Yunona Tabala, Hannah Eckert, and Mary Kate DeSantis.
Lyrics
My November Guest
(poem by Robert Frost)
My sorrow, when she’s here with me,
Thinks these dark days of autumn rain
Are beautiful as days can be;
She loves the bare, the withered tree;
She walks the sodden pasture lane.
Her pleasure will not let me stay.
She talks and I am fain to list:
She’s glad the birds are gone away,
She’s glad her simple worsted grey
Is silver now with clinging mist.
The desolate, deserted trees,
The faded earth, the heavy sky,
The beauties she so truly sees,
She thinks I have no eye for these,
And vexes me for reason why.
Not yesterday I learned to know
The love of bare November days
Before the coming of the snow,
But it were vain to tell her so,
And they are better for her praise.