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Prelude. Maestoso |
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5:56 |
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I. Wake! For the Sun, who scattered into flight |
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2:09 |
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II. Before the phantom of false morning died |
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2:29 |
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III. And as the cock crew, those who stood before |
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2:21 |
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IV. Now the new year reviving old desires |
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1:46 |
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V. Iram indeed is gone with all his rose |
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2:26 |
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| 7 |
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VIII. Whether at Naishapur or Babylon |
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2:15 |
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| 8 |
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IX. Each morn a thousand roses brings, you say |
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1:35 |
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| 9 |
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XI. With me along the strip of herbage strown |
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6:50 |
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| 10 |
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XIII. Some for the glories of this world; and some |
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2:07 |
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XIV. Look to the blowing rose about us |
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1:33 |
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XVII. Think, in this battered caravanserai |
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2:10 |
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| 13 |
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XIX. I sometimes think that never blows so red |
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2:00 |
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| 14 |
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XXI. Ah, my beloved, fill the cup that clears |
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1:56 |
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| 15 |
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XXIV. Ah, make the most of what we yet may spend |
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2:58 |
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XXV. Alike for those who for today prepare |
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2:47 |
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XXVII. Myself when young did eagerly frequent |
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2:34 |
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XXX. What, without asking, hither hurried whence |
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1:22 |
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| 19 |
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XXXI. Up from earth's centre through the seventh gate |
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2:52 |
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XXXIII. Earth could not answer; nor the seas that mourn |
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2:26 |
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| 21 |
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XXXIV. Then of the thee in me who works behind |
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0:53 |
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XXXV. Then to the lip of this poor earthern urn |
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5:00 |
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XXXVI. I think the Vessel, that with fugitive |
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2:26 |
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Total time |
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58:15 |
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