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- Опубликовано: 13 авг 2024
- A World of Song: On Belonging
In collaboration with Aural Compass Projects
Fleur Barron, mezzo
Myra Huang, piano
Text by Percy Bysshe Shelley
When passion’s trance is overpast,
If tenderness and truth could last
Or live, whilst all wild feelings keep
Some mortal slumber, dark and deep,
I should not week, I should not week.
It were enough to fail, to see,
Thy soft eyes gazing tenderly,
And dream the rest - and burn and be
The secret food of fires unseen,
Couldst thou but be as thou hast been.
After the slumber of the year
The woodland violets re-appear,
All things revive in field or grove,
And sky and sea, but two, which move,
And form all others, life and love.