Proserpine - Sunset Wings.mp3
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[00:31.000]Afar away the light that brings cold cheer[00:36.000]Unto this wall, - one instant and no more[00:41.000]Admitted at my distant palace-door[00:47.000]Afar the flowers of Enna from this drear[00:52.000]Dire fruit, which, tasted once, must thrall me here[01:01.000]Afar those skies from this Tartarean grey[01:05.000]That chills me: and afar; how far away[01:11.000]The nights that shall be from the days that were[02:18.000]Behold, this crocus is a withering flame[02:22.000]This snowdrop, snow; this apple-blossom's part[02:28.000]To breed the fruit that breeds the serpent's art[02:33.000]Nay, for this spring-flowers, turn thy face from them[02:37.000]Nor stay till on the year's last lily-stem[02:42.000]The white cup shrivels round the golden heart[03:01.000]Afar from mine own self I seem, and wing[03:08.000]Strange ways in thought, and listen for a sign[03:15.500]And still some heart unto some soul doth pine[03:19.000] (Whose sounds mine inner sense is fain to bring)[03:23.000]Woe's me for thee, unhappy Proserpine[03:27.000](Continually together, murmuring)[03:31.000]Woe's me for thee, unhappy Proserpine[03:34.500] (Woe's me for thee, unhappy Proserpine)[03:38.000]Woe's me for thee[03:42.500]unhappy Proserpine[03:46.000]Woe's me for thee
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