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== Comments ==
 
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* 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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* 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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* 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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* 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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Revision as of 20:35, 29 May 2022

Come To Dust
Running time 4:07
Appears on Tomorrow's Harvest


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Trivia

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]

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References

  1. http://www.guardian.co.uk/music/2013/jun/06/boards-of-canada-become-more-nihilistic
  2. http://www.bartleby.com/70/4642.html