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 Posted: Tue Mar 04, 2014 12:19 am
Dragonmen must fly
When Threads are in the sky.
This is where all you Harpers come in! This Thread will list songs / poetry Anne Mccaffery wrote for the books for all our users to have a quick and easy reference!
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Posted: Tue Mar 04, 2014 12:22 am
Importance of Song
"Were not ballads constructed to inform? To teach those who could not read and write? So that the young Pernese, whether he be dragonman, Lord, or holder, might learn his duty toward Pern and rehearse Pern’s bright history?" - Dragonflight
Songs are important to Pernese because of their culture and need for a historical outlet. It is common now that most dragonmen know their letters enough to read records; though in the past, there was more of a need for histories to be verbal. They wrote these in song, so all could know of their history. Their joys, their sorrows, their romances--and their struggles with Thread.
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Posted: Tue Mar 04, 2014 12:29 am
Duty Song
Drummer, beat, and piper, blow,
Harper, strike, and soldier, go.
Free the flame and sear the grasses
Till the dawning Red Star passes.
From the Weyr and from the Bowl,
Bronze and brown and blue and green,
Rise the dragonmen on Pern,
Aloft, on wing, seen, then unseen.
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Honor those the dragons heed,
In thought and favor, word and deed.
Worlds are lost and worlds are saved,
From those dangers dragon-braved.
Dragonman, avoid excess;
Greed will bring the Weyr distress;
To the ancient Laws adhere,
Prospers thus the Dragonweyr.
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The Hold is barred,
The Hall is bare.
And men vanish.
The soil is barren,
The rock is bald.
All hope banish.
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Watch-wher, watch-wher,
In your lair,
Watch well, watch-where!
Who goes there?
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Lord of the Hold, your charge is sure.
In thick walls, metal doors, and no verdure.
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Golden Egg of Faranth
By the Golden Egg of Faranth
By the Weyrwoman, wise and true,
Breed a flight of bronze and brown wings
Breed a flight of green and blue.
Breed riders, strong and daring,
Dragon-loving, born as hatched,
Flight of hundreds soaring skyward,
Man and dragon fully matched.
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Seas boil and mountains move,
Sands heat, dragons prove
Red Star passes,
Stones piles and fires burn,
Green withers, arm Pern.
Guard all passes.
Star Stone watch, scan sky.
Ready the Weyrs, all riders fly;
Red Star Passes.
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Dragonman, dragonman,
Between thee and thine,
Share me that glimpse of love
Greater than mine.
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The Finger points
At an eye blood-red.
Alert the Weyrs
To sear the Thread.
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Flight Song
Rise in glory,
Bronze and gold.
Dive entwined,
Enhance the Hold.
Count three months and more
And five heated weeks,
A day of glory and
In a month who seeks?
A strand of silver
In the sky...
With heat, all quickens
And all times fly.
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Weyrman watch; Weyrman learn
Something new in every Turn.
Oldest may be coldest, too.
Sense the right; find the true!
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Crack dust, blackdust,
turn in freezing air.
Waste dust, spacedust,
From Red Star bare.
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Wheel and turn
Or bleed and burn.
Fly between,
Blue and green.
Soar, dive down,
Bronze and brown
Dragonmen must fly
When Threads are in the sky.
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Dragonmen must fly
When Threads are in the sky.
Worlds are lost or worlds are saved
From those dangers dragon-braved.
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Weaver, Miner, Harper, Smith,
Tanner, Farmer, Herdsman, Lord,
Gather, wingsped, listen well
To the Weyrman's urgent word.
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Question Song
Gone away, gone ahead,
Echoes away, gone unansweréd.
Empty, open, dusty, dead.
Why have all the Weyrfolk fled?
Where have dragons gone together?
Leaving Weyrs to wind and weather?
Setting herdbeasts free of tether?
Gone, our safeguards, gone, but whither?
Have they flown to some new Weyr
Where cruel Thread some others fear?
Are they worlds away from here?
Why, oh, why, the empty Weyr?
Across a waste of lonely tossing sea,
Where no dragonwings had lately spread,
Flew a gold and a sturdy brown in spring,
Searching if a land be dead.
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Part of Moreta's Ride
Black, blacker, blackest,
And cold beyond frozen things.
Where is between when there is naught
To Life but fragile dragon wings?
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Cold as death, death-bearing,
Stay and die, unguided.
Brave and braving, linger.
This way was twice decided.
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Who wills,
Can.
Who tries,
Does.
Who loves,
Lives.
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The blackest night must end in dawn,
The sun dispel the dreamer's fear:
When shall my soul's bleak, hopeless pain
Find solace in its darkening Weyr?
A fleck of red in a cold night sky,
A drop of blood to guide them by,
Turn away, Turn away, Turn, be gone,
A Red Star beckons the travelers on.
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Oh, Tongue, give sound to joy and sing
Of hope and promise on dragonwing.
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Sunset's Gold
Harper, your song has a sorrowful sound,
Though the tune was written gay.
Your voice is sad and your hands are slow
And your eye meeting mine turns away.
Harper, tell me of the road
That leads beyond this Hold,
That wends its way beyond the hill...
Does it go further on until
It ends in sunset's gold?
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Posted: Tue Mar 04, 2014 12:33 am
Note
There are many songs mentioned in the books that we do not get to see. What, for example, is Robinton's least favorite song to sing? We see him avoid it several times, but it is never named. We may speculate then. At times, we were granted parts of a song, that we will never know the endings to. I encourage all of you to create your own songs! Be creative, enjoy yourselves. Don't feel limited to this list.
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Posted: Tue Mar 04, 2014 12:35 am
Credits
Anne Mccaffery
Dragonlover's Guide to Pern
Thaliawen
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