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− | * In an interview with The Guardian, Sandison said that Come | + | * In an interview with The Guardian, [[Sandison]] said that "[[Come To Dust]]" "is a musical reprise of "[[Reach For The Dead]]".<ref>http://www.guardian.co.uk/music/2013/jun/06/boards-of-canada-become-more-nihilistic</ref> |
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== Trivia == | == Trivia == | ||
− | * The title is likely a reference to the funeral song from Act IV, scene 2 of [[wikipedia:William Shakespeare|William Shakespeare]]'s | + | * The title is likely a reference to the funeral song from Act IV, scene 2 of [[wikipedia:William Shakespeare|William Shakespeare]]'s "[[wikipedia:Cymbeline|Cymbeline]]". |
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Fear no more the heat o' the sun,<br> | Fear no more the heat o' the sun,<br> | ||
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Come To Dust | |
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Running time | 4:07 |
Appears on | Tomorrow's Harvest |
Fear no more the heat o' the sun,
Nor the furious winter's rages;
Thou thy worldly task hast done,
Home art gone, and ta'en thy wages:
Golden lads and girls all must,
As chimney-sweepers, come to dust.
Fear no more the frown o’ the great,
Thou art past the tyrant’s stroke;
Care no more to clothe and eat;
To thee the reed is as the oak:
The sceptre, learning, physic, must
All follow this, and come to dust.
Fear no more the lightning-flash,
Nor the all-dreaded thunder-stone;
Fear not slander, censure rash;
Thou hast finish’d joy and moan:
All lovers young, all lovers must
Consign to thee, and come to dust. [2]