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Kotri by the River - Laurence Hope · Family Ties - Navigating Alcohol Recovery

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  Speaker 1: Koutree by the River by Lawrence Hope read for LibriVox
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  Speaker 1: dot Org by Bruskachuk. At Kotree by the River, when
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  Speaker 1: the evening sun is low, the waving palm trees quiver,
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  Speaker 1: the golden waters glow, the shining ripples shiver. Descending to
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  Speaker 1: the sea. At Kotree by the River, she used to
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  Speaker 1: wait for me. So young she was, and slender, so pale,
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  Speaker 1: with wistful eyes, as luminous and tender as cootrees twilight skies.
• 0:45
  Speaker 1: Her face broke into flowers, red flowers at the mouth
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  Speaker 1: her voice she sang for hours, like bulbules in the south.
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  Speaker 1: We sat beside the water, through burning summer days, and
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  Speaker 1: many things I taught her of life and all its ways,
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  Speaker 1: of love, man's loveliest duty, of passion's reckless pain, of youth,
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  Speaker 1: whose transient beauty comes once but not again. She lay
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  Speaker 1: and laughed and listened beside the water's hedge. The glancing
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  Speaker 1: river glistened and glinted through the sedge. Green parrots flew
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  Speaker 1: above her, and as the daylight died, her young arms
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  Speaker 1: drew her lover more closely to her side. Oh days,
• 1:45
  Speaker 1: so warm and golden, O nights so cool and still,
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  Speaker 1: when love would not be holden, and pleasure had his will.
• 1:59
  Speaker 1: Days when in after leisure, content to rest, we lay
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  Speaker 1: nights when her lips soft pressure drained all my life away,
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  Speaker 1: And while we sat together beneath the baboul trees, the fragrant,
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  Speaker 1: sultry weather, cooled by the river breeze. If passion faltered
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  Speaker 1: ever and left the senses free, we heard the tireless
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  Speaker 1: river descending to the sea. I know not where she
• 2:38
  Speaker 1: wondered or went in after days, or if her youth
• 2:44
  Speaker 1: she squandered in love's more doubtful ways. Perhaps beside the
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  Speaker 1: river she died, still young and fair. Perchance the grasses
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  Speaker 1: quiver above her slumber there at cow Tree by the river.
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  Speaker 1: May be I too shall sleep, the sleep that lasts forever,
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  Speaker 1: too deep for dreams, too deep, may be among the
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  Speaker 1: shingle and sand of floods to be heard. Dust and
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  Speaker 1: mine may mingle and float away to sea. Ah cow
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  Speaker 1: Tree by the river, when evening sun is low, your
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  Speaker 1: faint reflections quiver, your golden ripples glow. You knew o
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  Speaker 1: coatree river, that love which could not last for me.
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  Speaker 1: Your palms still shiver with passions of the past end
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  Speaker 1: of poem. This recording is in the public domain.
• 4:05
  Speaker 2: Cautrey by the River by Lawrence Hope read for LibriVox
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  Speaker 2: dot Org by Chad Horner, Located in bally Claire, Countiantram,
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  Speaker 2: Northern Ireland, At Cottree by the River, when the evening
• 4:17
  Speaker 2: sun is low, the waving palm trees quiver, the golden
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  Speaker 2: waters glow, the shining ripples shiver. Descending to the sea
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  Speaker 2: at Cottree by the River, she used to wait for me.
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  Speaker 2: So young she was, and slender, so pale, with wistful eyes,
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  Speaker 2: as luminous and tender as Cottree's twilight skies. Her face
• 4:41
  Speaker 2: broke into flowers, red flowers at the mouth her voice
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  Speaker 2: she sang for ours, like bulbles in the south. We
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  Speaker 2: sat beside the water, through burning summer days, and many things.
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  Speaker 2: I taught her of life and all its ways, of
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  Speaker 2: of man's loveliest duty, of passion's reckless pain, of youth
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  Speaker 2: whose transcendent beauty comes once but not again. She lay
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  Speaker 2: and laughed and listened beside the water's edge. The glancing
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  Speaker 2: river glistened and glinted through the sledge. Green parrots flew
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  Speaker 2: above her, and as the daylight died, her young arms
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  Speaker 2: drew her lover more closely to her side. Oh day
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  Speaker 2: so warm and golden. O. Nights so cool and still,
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  Speaker 2: when love would not be holden and pleasure had his will.
• 5:32
  Speaker 2: Days when in after leisure, content to rest, we lay,
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  Speaker 2: Nights when her lips soft pressured, rained all my life away.
• 5:41
  Speaker 2: And while we sat together beneath the babel trees, the fragrant,
• 5:46
  Speaker 2: sultry weather, cooled by the river breeze. If passion faltered
• 5:50
  Speaker 2: ever and left the senses free, we heard the tireless
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  Speaker 2: river descending to the sea. I know not where she
• 5:57
  Speaker 2: wandered or went in after day, or if her youth
• 6:01
  Speaker 2: she squandered in love's more doubtful ways. Perhaps beside the
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  Speaker 2: river she died, still young and fair. Perchance the grass
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  Speaker 2: is quiver above her slumber there at Coutrey by the river.
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  Speaker 2: Maybe I too shall sleep, the sleep that lasts forever,
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  Speaker 2: too deep for dreams, too deep. Maybe among the shingle
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  Speaker 2: and sand of floods, to be her dust and mine
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  Speaker 2: may mingle and flute away to sea. Ah Cautrey by
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  Speaker 2: the river, when evening sun is low. Your golden rebels
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  Speaker 2: glue you knew, O Coutre River, that love which she
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  Speaker 2: could not last for me. Your palms still quiver with
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  Speaker 2: passions of the past and the poem. This recording is
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  Speaker 2: in a public domain.
• 6:48
  Speaker 3: Coachree by the River by Lauren's Hope read for Libreyvox
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  Speaker 3: dot Org by Dominique Fonnivorda. It's Cotrie by the River
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  Speaker 3: when the evening sun is low, The waving palm trees quiver,
• 7:05
  Speaker 3: the golden waters glow, the shining ripples shiver. Descending to
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  Speaker 3: the sea at Coetree by the River, she used to
• 7:15
  Speaker 3: wait for me. So young she was, and slender, so pale,
• 7:22
  Speaker 3: with wistful eyes as luminous and tender as Coutree's twilight skies.
• 7:28
  Speaker 3: Her face broke into flowers, red flowers at the mouth
• 7:33
  Speaker 3: her voice she sang for hours, like bubles in the south.
• 7:38
  Speaker 3: We sat beside the water through burning summer days, and
• 7:42
  Speaker 3: many things are taught her of life and all its ways,
• 7:46
  Speaker 3: of love, men's loveliest duty, of passions, reckless pain of youth,
• 7:51
  Speaker 3: whose strangent beauty comes once but not again. She lay
• 7:57
  Speaker 3: and laughed and listened beside the water's edge. The glancing
• 8:02
  Speaker 3: river glistened and glinted through the sedge. Green parrots flew
• 8:07
  Speaker 3: above her, and as the daylight died, her young arms
• 8:10
  Speaker 3: drew her lover more closely to her side. O days
• 8:16
  Speaker 3: so warm and golden, O nights so cool and still,
• 8:23
  Speaker 3: when love would not be holden and pleasure had his will.
• 8:27
  Speaker 3: Days when in after leisure, content to rest, we lay,
• 8:31
  Speaker 3: nights when her lips soft pressure drained all my life away.
• 8:37
  Speaker 3: And while we sat together beneath the bubble trees, the fragrant,
• 8:42
  Speaker 3: sultry weather, cooled by the river breeze. If passion faltered
• 8:47
  Speaker 3: ever and left the senses free, we heard the tireless
• 8:51
  Speaker 3: river descending to the sea. I know not where she
• 8:56
  Speaker 3: wandered or went in after days, or if her youth
• 9:00
  Speaker 3: she squandered in love's more doubtful ways. Perhaps beside the
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  Speaker 3: river she died, still young and fairer. Perchance the grasses
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  Speaker 3: quiver above her slumber there at cotree by the river.
• 9:17
  Speaker 3: Maybe I too shall sleep, the sleep that lasts forever,
• 9:21
  Speaker 3: too deep for dreams, too deep, may be among the
• 9:26
  Speaker 3: shingle and sand of floods. To be her dust and
• 9:29
  Speaker 3: mine may mingle and float away to sea. A co
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  Speaker 3: tree by the river when evening sun is low, your
• 9:39
  Speaker 3: faint reflections quiver, your golden ripples glow. You knew o
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  Speaker 3: Cotree River, that love which could not last for me.
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  Speaker 3: Your palms still shiver with passions of the past. End
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  Speaker 3: of poem. This recording is in the public domain.
• 10:08
  Speaker 4: Cawtrey by the River by Lawrence Hope, read for LibriVox
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  Speaker 4: dot Org by Edmund Agabau. At Cottree by the River,
• 10:18
  Speaker 4: when the evening sun is low, the waving palm trees quiver,
• 10:23
  Speaker 4: the golden waters glow, the shining ripples shiver. Descending to
• 10:28
  Speaker 4: the sea at Cottree by the River, she used to
• 10:32
  Speaker 4: wait for me. So young she was, and slender, so pale,
• 10:37
  Speaker 4: with wistful eyes as luminous and tender as Cattree's twilight skies.
• 10:42
  Speaker 4: Her face broke into flowers, red flowers at the mouth
• 10:47
  Speaker 4: her voice she sang for hours, like bulbuls in the South.
• 10:51
  Speaker 4: We sat beside the water, through burning summer days, and
• 10:55
  Speaker 4: many things. I taught her of life and all its ways,
• 10:59
  Speaker 4: of love, man's loveliest duty, of passion's reckless pain, of youth,
• 11:05
  Speaker 4: whose transient beauty comes once but not again. She lay
• 11:09
  Speaker 4: and laughed and listened beside the water's edge, the glancing
• 11:14
  Speaker 4: river glistened and glinted through the sedge. Green parrots flew
• 11:19
  Speaker 4: above her, and as the daylight died, her young arms
• 11:23
  Speaker 4: drew her lover more closely to her side. O days
• 11:27
  Speaker 4: so warm and golden, O nights so cool and still,
• 11:31
  Speaker 4: when love would not be holden and pleasure had his will.
• 11:36
  Speaker 4: Days when in after leisure, content to rest, we lay,
• 11:40
  Speaker 4: nights when her lips soft pressure drained all my life away.
• 11:45
  Speaker 4: And while we sat together beneath the babel trees, the fragrant,
• 11:50
  Speaker 4: sultry weather, cooled by the river breeze. If passion faltered
• 11:55
  Speaker 4: ever and left the senses free, we heard the tireless
• 11:59
  Speaker 4: river descending to the sea. I know not where she
• 12:03
  Speaker 4: wandered or went in after days, or if her youths
• 12:07
  Speaker 4: she squandered in love's more doubtful ways. Perhaps beside the
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  Speaker 4: river she died, still young and fair. Perchance the grasses
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  Speaker 4: quiver above her slumber there at Cottrey by the river.
• 12:22
  Speaker 4: Maybe I too shall sleep the sleep that lasts forever,
• 12:26
  Speaker 4: too deep for dreams, too deep, may be among the
• 12:30
  Speaker 4: shingle and sand of floods. To be her dust and
• 12:33
  Speaker 4: mind may mingle and float away to sea. Ah Cattry
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  Speaker 4: by the River, when evening sun is low, your faint
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  Speaker 4: reflections quiver, your golden ripples glow. You knew o Cottree River,
• 12:49
  Speaker 4: that love which could not last for me. Your palms
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  Speaker 4: still shiver with passions of the past. End of poem.
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  Speaker 4: This recording is in the public domain.
• 13:07
  Speaker 5: Koetrie by the River by Lawrence Hope read for LibriVox
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  Speaker 5: dot Org by Alice d. At Koetrie by the River,
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  Speaker 5: when the evening sun is low, the waving palm trees quiver,
• 13:20
  Speaker 5: the golden waters glow, the shining ripples shivers descending to
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  Speaker 5: the sea. At Koetrie by the River, she used to
• 13:28
  Speaker 5: wait for me, so young, She was in slender, so pale,
• 13:32
  Speaker 5: with wistful eyes, as luminous and tender as coatries twilight skies.
• 13:37
  Speaker 5: Her face broke into flowers, red flowers at the mouth
• 13:41
  Speaker 5: her voice she sang for hours, like bulbuls in the south.
• 13:46
  Speaker 5: We sat beside the water, through burning summer days, and
• 13:50
  Speaker 5: many things. I taught her of life and all its ways,
• 13:54
  Speaker 5: of love, man's loveliest duty, of passion's reckless pain, of
• 13:59
  Speaker 5: youth whose transit beauty comes once but not again. She
• 14:04
  Speaker 5: lay and laughed and listened beside the water's edge. The
• 14:07
  Speaker 5: glancing river glistened and glinted through the sedge. Green parrots
• 14:12
  Speaker 5: flew above her, and as the daylight died, her young
• 14:16
  Speaker 5: arms drew her lover more closely to her side. Oh day,
• 14:20
  Speaker 5: so warm and golden, Oh nights so cool and still,
• 14:24
  Speaker 5: when love would not be holden and pleasure had his will.
• 14:29
  Speaker 5: Days when in after leisure, content to rest, we lay,
• 14:33
  Speaker 5: nights when her lips soft pressure drained all my life away.
• 14:39
  Speaker 5: And while we sat together beneath the babbel trees, the fragrant,
• 14:43
  Speaker 5: sultry weather, cooled by the river breeze. If passion faltered
• 14:47
  Speaker 5: ever and left the senses free, we heard the tireless
• 14:51
  Speaker 5: river descending to the sea. I know not where she
• 14:57
  Speaker 5: wandered or went in after days, or if her youth
• 15:01
  Speaker 5: she squandered in love's more doubtful ways. Perhaps beside the
• 15:05
  Speaker 5: river she died, still young and fair. Perchance the grasses
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  Speaker 5: quiver above her slumber there at Kotrie by the river.
• 15:14
  Speaker 5: May be I too shall sleep the sleep that lasts forever,
• 15:18
  Speaker 5: too deep for dreams, too deep. Maybe among the shingle
• 15:23
  Speaker 5: and sand of floods to be her dust and mind
• 15:26
  Speaker 5: may mingle and float away to sea. Ah Coe Tree
• 15:30
  Speaker 5: by the River, when evening sun is low, your faint
• 15:34
  Speaker 5: reflections quiver, your golden ripples glow. You knew o Coutree River,
• 15:40
  Speaker 5: that love which could not last for me. Your palms
• 15:44
  Speaker 5: still shiver with passions of the past. End of poem.
• 15:49
  Speaker 5: This recording is in the public domain.
• 15:58
  Speaker 6: Co Tree by the River by Lawrence Hope, read for
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  Speaker 6: LibriVox dot Org by Newgate novelist. At Coe Tree by
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  Speaker 6: the River, when the evening sun is low, the waving
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  Speaker 6: palm trees quiver, the golden waters glow, the shining ripples shiver.
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  Speaker 6: Descending to the sea. At Coe Tree by the River,
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  Speaker 6: she used to wait for me. So young she was,
• 16:35
  Speaker 6: and slender, so pale, with wistful eyes, as luminous and
• 16:41
  Speaker 6: tender as co trees twilight skies. Her face broke into flowers,
• 16:49
  Speaker 6: red flowers at the mouth her voice she sang for hours,
• 16:56
  Speaker 6: like bubbles in the south. We sat beside the water,
• 17:02
  Speaker 6: through burning summer days, and many things. I taught her
• 17:07
  Speaker 6: of life and all its ways, of love, man's loveliest duty,
• 17:14
  Speaker 6: of passion's reckless pain of youth, whose transient beauty comes
• 17:20
  Speaker 6: once but not again. She lay and laughed and listened
• 17:27
  Speaker 6: beside the water's edge. The glancing river glistened and glinted
• 17:33
  Speaker 6: through the sedge. Green parrots flew above her, and as
• 17:38
  Speaker 6: the daylight died, her young arms drew her lover more
• 17:43
  Speaker 6: closely to her side. Oh days so warm and golden,
• 17:52
  Speaker 6: Oh nights so cool and still, when love would not
• 17:58
  Speaker 6: be holden and pleasure had his will. Days when in
• 18:04
  Speaker 6: after leisure, content to rest, we lay, nights when her
• 18:10
  Speaker 6: lips soft pressure drained all my life away. And while
• 18:17
  Speaker 6: we sat together beneath the babble trees, the fragrant, sultry weather,
• 18:23
  Speaker 6: cooled by the river breeze. If passion falter'd ever and
• 18:28
  Speaker 6: left the senses free, we heard the tireless river descending
• 18:34
  Speaker 6: to the sea. I know not where she wandered or
• 18:40
  Speaker 6: went in after days, or if her youth she squandered
• 18:45
  Speaker 6: in love's more doubtful ways. Perhaps beside the river she died,
• 18:52
  Speaker 6: still young and fair. Perchance the grasses quiver above her
• 18:58
  Speaker 6: slumber there at cotree by the river. May be I
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  Speaker 6: too shall sleep the sleep that lasts forever, too deep
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  Speaker 6: for dreams too deep, may be among the shingle and
• 19:17
  Speaker 6: sand of floods to be her dust and mind may
• 19:22
  Speaker 6: mingle and float away to see ah Coe Tree by
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  Speaker 6: the river. When evening sun is low, your faint reflections quiver,
• 19:36
  Speaker 6: your golden ripples glow. You knew, oh Coutree River, that
• 19:44
  Speaker 6: love which could not last for me. Your palms still
• 19:50
  Speaker 6: shiver with passions of the past. End of poem. This
• 19:59
  Speaker 6: recording is an the public domain.
• 20:07
  Speaker 7: Coltrie by the River by Lawrence Hope read for LibriVox
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  Speaker 7: dot Org by Eric At Coltree by the River, when
• 20:16
  Speaker 7: the evening's sun is low, the waving palm trees quiver,
• 20:21
  Speaker 7: the golden waters glow, the shining ripples that shiver. Descending
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  Speaker 7: to the sea At Coltrie by the River, she used
• 20:30
  Speaker 7: to wait for me. So young she was, and slender,
• 20:34
  Speaker 7: so pale, with wistful eyes, as luminous and tender as
• 20:39
  Speaker 7: coltries twilight skies. Her face broke in to flowers, red
• 20:44
  Speaker 7: flowers at the mouth her voice she sang for hours,
• 20:48
  Speaker 7: like bulbules in the south. We sat beside the water,
• 20:52
  Speaker 7: through burning sumber days and many things. I taught her
• 20:56
  Speaker 7: of life in all its ways, of love, men's loveliest duty,
• 21:01
  Speaker 7: of passion's reckless pain, of youth whose transit beauty comes
• 21:07
  Speaker 7: once but not again. She lay and laughed and listened
• 21:12
  Speaker 7: beside the water's edge. The glancing river glistened and glinted
• 21:17
  Speaker 7: through the sedge. Green parrots flew above her, and as
• 21:22
  Speaker 7: the daylight died, her young arms drew her lover more
• 21:26
  Speaker 7: closely to her side. Oh days, so warm and golden,
• 21:31
  Speaker 7: Oh night, so cool and still, when love could not
• 21:35
  Speaker 7: be holden in pleasure, had his will, days went in
• 21:40
  Speaker 7: after leisure, content to rest, we lay nights when her
• 21:45
  Speaker 7: lips soft pressure drained all my life away. And while
• 21:49
  Speaker 7: we sat together beneath the balbel trees, the fragrant, sultry weather,
• 21:55
  Speaker 7: cooled by the river breeze. If passion faulted ever and
• 22:00
  Speaker 7: left the senses free, we heard the tireless river descending
• 22:04
  Speaker 7: to the sea. I know not where she wandered or
• 22:08
  Speaker 7: went in after days, or if her youth she squandered
• 22:12
  Speaker 7: in love's more doubtful ways. Perhaps beside the river she died,
• 22:17
  Speaker 7: still young and fair. Perchance the grasses quiver above her
• 22:21
  Speaker 7: slumber there at Coltrie by the river. Maybe I too,
• 22:27
  Speaker 7: shall sleep, the sleep that lasts forever, too deep for dreams,
• 22:32
  Speaker 7: too deep. Maybe among the shingle and sand of floods
• 22:37
  Speaker 7: to be her dust and mind may mingle and float
• 22:41
  Speaker 7: away to sea. At Coltrie by the River, when evenings
• 22:46
  Speaker 7: the sun is low, your faint reflections quiver, your golden
• 22:50
  Speaker 7: ripples glow. You knew o Coltree River, that love which
• 22:55
  Speaker 7: could not last for me. Your palms still shiver with
• 22:59
  Speaker 7: passion of the past, end of palm. This recording is
• 23:04
  Speaker 7: in the public domain.
• 23:11
  Speaker 8: Cotree by the River by Lawrence Hope, read for LibriVox
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  Speaker 8: dot org by Graheam Scott, Cheltenham, England, Graham Scottaudio dot com.
• 23:24
  Speaker 8: At Cotrie by the River, when the evening's sun is low,
• 23:28
  Speaker 8: the waving palm trees quiver, the golden waters glow, the
• 23:33
  Speaker 8: shining ripples shiver. Descending to the sea. At Cotree by
• 23:39
  Speaker 8: the River, she used to wait for me. So young
• 23:43
  Speaker 8: she was, and slender, so pale, with wistful eyes, as
• 23:48
  Speaker 8: luminous and tender as cotrees twilight skies. Her face broke
• 23:54
  Speaker 8: into flowers, red flowers at the mouth her voice she
• 23:58
  Speaker 8: sang for hours bulbules in the south. We sat beside
• 24:04
  Speaker 8: the water, Through burning summer days and many things. I
• 24:08
  Speaker 8: taught her of life and all its ways, of love,
• 24:11
  Speaker 8: man's loveliest duty, of passion's reckless pain, of youth, whose
• 24:17
  Speaker 8: transient beauty comes once but not again. She lay and
• 24:23
  Speaker 8: laughed and listened beside the water's edge. The glancing river
• 24:27
  Speaker 8: glistened and glinted through the sedge. Green parrots flew above her,
• 24:33
  Speaker 8: And as the daylight died, her young arms drew her
• 24:37
  Speaker 8: lover more closely to her side. Oh days so warm
• 24:42
  Speaker 8: and golden, O nights so cool and still, when love
• 24:48
  Speaker 8: would not be holden and pleasure had his will. Days
• 24:52
  Speaker 8: when in after leisure, content to rest, we lay, Nights
• 24:56
  Speaker 8: when her lips soft pressure drained all my life away.
• 25:02
  Speaker 8: And while we sat together beneath the babeled trees, the fragrant,
• 25:07
  Speaker 8: sultry weather, cooled by the river breeze. If passion faulted
• 25:12
  Speaker 8: ever and left the senses free, we heard the tireless
• 25:16
  Speaker 8: river descending to the sea. I know not where she
• 25:21
  Speaker 8: wandered or went in after days, or if her youth
• 25:24
  Speaker 8: she squandered in love's more doubtful ways. Perhaps beside the
• 25:30
  Speaker 8: river she died still young, and fair. Perchance the grasses
• 25:35
  Speaker 8: quiver above her slumber there at Cowtree by the river.
• 25:40
  Speaker 8: Maybe I too shall sleep the sleep that lasts forever,
• 25:45
  Speaker 8: too deep for dreams too deep. Maybe among the shingle
• 25:50
  Speaker 8: and sand of floods, to be her dust and mine
• 25:54
  Speaker 8: may mingle and float away to sea. Ah Cotree by
• 26:00
  Speaker 8: the River, when evening sun is low, your faint reflections quiver,
• 26:04
  Speaker 8: your golden ripples glow. You knew, oh Coutrie River, that
• 26:10
  Speaker 8: love which could not last for me. Your palms still
• 26:14
  Speaker 8: shiver with passions of the past. End of poem. This
• 26:22
  Speaker 8: recording is in the public domain.
• 26:30
  Speaker 9: Coltree by the River by Lawrence Hope read for LibriVox
• 26:34
  Speaker 9: dot Org by James Egelson. At Coltrie by the River,
• 26:39
  Speaker 9: when the evening's sun is low, the waving palm trees quiver,
• 26:42
  Speaker 9: the golden waters glow, the shining ripples shiver. Descending to
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  Speaker 9: the sea. At Coltree by the River, she used to
• 26:50
  Speaker 9: wait for me. So young she was, and slender, so pale,
• 26:55
  Speaker 9: with wistful eyes, as luminous and tender as Coatre's twilight skies.
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  Speaker 9: Her face broke into flowers, red flowers at the mouth
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  Speaker 9: her voice she sang for hours like bulbles in the south.
• 27:08
  Speaker 9: We sat beside the water, through burning summer days, and
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  Speaker 9: many things I taught her of life and all its ways,
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  Speaker 9: of love, man's loveliest duty, of passion's reckless pain, of youth,
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  Speaker 9: whose transient beauty comes once but not again. She lay
• 27:24
  Speaker 9: and laughed and listened beside the water's edge. The glancing
• 27:28
  Speaker 9: river glistened and glinted through the sedge. Green parrots flew
• 27:32
  Speaker 9: above her, and as the daylight died, her young arms
• 27:36
  Speaker 9: drew her lover more closely to her side. Oh days
• 27:40
  Speaker 9: so warm and golden, O night so cool and still,
• 27:43
  Speaker 9: when love would not be holden and pleasure had his will.
• 27:47
  Speaker 9: Days when in after leisure, content to rest, we lay,
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  Speaker 9: nights when her lips soft pressure drained all my life
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  Speaker 9: her way. And while we sat together beneath the bubble trees,
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  Speaker 9: fragrant sultry weather, cooled by the river breeze. If passion
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  Speaker 9: faltered ever and left the senses free, we heard the
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  Speaker 9: tireless river descending to the sea. I know not where
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  Speaker 9: she wandered or went in after days, or if her
• 28:15
  Speaker 9: youth she squandered in love's more doubtful ways. Perhaps beside
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  Speaker 9: the river. She died, still young and fair. Perchance the
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  Speaker 9: grasses quiver above her slumber there at Coltry by the River.
• 28:27
  Speaker 9: Maybe I too shall sleep, the sleep that lasts forever,
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  Speaker 9: too deep for dreams too deep. Maybe among the shingle
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  Speaker 9: and sand of floods, to be her dust and mine
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  Speaker 9: may mingle and float away to sea. Ah Coltree by
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  Speaker 9: the River, when evening's sun is low, your faint reflections quiver,
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  Speaker 9: your golden ripples glow. You knew o Coutree River, that
• 28:50
  Speaker 9: love which could not last for me. Your palms still
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  Speaker 9: shiver with passions of the past. End of poem. This
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  Speaker 9: recording is in the public domain.
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  Speaker 10: Coachrie by the River by Laurence Hope read for LibriVox
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  Speaker 10: dot Org by Jadendsiza. At Cotrie by the River, when
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  Speaker 10: the evening sun is low, the waving pond trees quiver,
• 29:18
  Speaker 10: the golden waters glow, the shining ripples shiver. Descending to
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  Speaker 10: the sea at Cotrie by the River, she used to
• 29:26
  Speaker 10: wait for me, So young she was, and slender, so pale,
• 29:30
  Speaker 10: with wistful eyes, as luminous and tender as Coachries twilight skies,
• 29:35
  Speaker 10: her face broken to flowers red flowers at the mouth
• 29:39
  Speaker 10: her voice, she sang for hours, like bulbuls in the south.
• 29:43
  Speaker 10: We sat beside the water, through burning summer days, and
• 29:47
  Speaker 10: many things I taught her of life in all its ways,
• 29:51
  Speaker 10: of love, men's loveliest duties, of passion's reckless pain, of
• 29:55
  Speaker 10: youth whose transient beauty comes once but not again. She
• 29:59
  Speaker 10: lay and laughed and listened beside the water's edge. The
• 30:03
  Speaker 10: glancing river glistened and glinted through the sedge. Green parrots
• 30:07
  Speaker 10: flew above her, and as the daylight died, her young
• 30:11
  Speaker 10: arms drew her lover more closely to her side. Oh
• 30:15
  Speaker 10: days so warm and golden, Oh nights so cool and still,
• 30:19
  Speaker 10: when love would not be holden and pleasure had his will.
• 30:23
  Speaker 10: Days when in after leisure, content to rest, we lay,
• 30:27
  Speaker 10: Nights when her lips sought pressure drained all my life away.
• 30:31
  Speaker 10: And while we sat together beneath the bubble trees, the fragrant,
• 30:35
  Speaker 10: sultry weather, cooled by the river breeze. If passion faltered
• 30:39
  Speaker 10: ever and left the senses free, we heard the tireless
• 30:43
  Speaker 10: river descending to the seas. I know not where she
• 30:46
  Speaker 10: wandered or went in after dates, or if her youth
• 30:50
  Speaker 10: she squandered in love's more doubtful ways. Perhaps beside the
• 30:55
  Speaker 10: river she died, still young and fair. Per chance the
• 30:58
  Speaker 10: grass is quiver above her slip there at Katrie by
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  Speaker 10: the river. Maybe I too shall sleep the sleep that
• 31:06
  Speaker 10: lasts forever too jeep for dreams too deep. Maybe among
• 31:11
  Speaker 10: the shingle and sands of floods to be her dust
• 31:14
  Speaker 10: and mind may mingle and float away to sea. A
• 31:18
  Speaker 10: co Tree by the river, when evening sun is low,
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  Speaker 10: your faint reflections quiver, your golden ripples glow. You knew,
• 31:26
  Speaker 10: o co Tree River, that love which could not last
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  Speaker 10: for me, Your palm still shiver with passions of the past.
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  Speaker 9: End of poem.
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  Speaker 10: This recording is in the public domain.
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  Speaker 11: CoA Tree by the River by Lawrence Hope, read for
• 31:45
  Speaker 11: LibriVox dot Org by Kevin s. At Kotree by the river,
• 31:51
  Speaker 11: when the evening sun is low, the waving palm trees quiver,
• 31:55
  Speaker 11: the golden waters glow, the shining ripples shiver. Descending to
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  Speaker 11: the at Coatrie by the river, she used to wait
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  Speaker 11: for me, so young, she was in slender, so pale,
• 32:07
  Speaker 11: with wistful eyes, as luminous and tender as co tree's
• 32:10
  Speaker 11: twilight skies. Her face broke into flowers, red flowers at
• 32:15
  Speaker 11: the mouth her voice she sang for hours, like bulbuls
• 32:18
  Speaker 11: in the south. We sat beside the water, through burning
• 32:22
  Speaker 11: summer days, and many things. I taught her of life
• 32:25
  Speaker 11: in all its ways, of love, man's loveliest duty, of passions,
• 32:30
  Speaker 11: reckless pain, of youth, whose transient beauty comes once but
• 32:34
  Speaker 11: not again. She lay and laughed and listened beside the
• 32:38
  Speaker 11: water's edge. The glancing river glistened and glinted through the sedge.
• 32:43
  Speaker 11: Green parrots flew above her, and as the daylight dyed,
• 32:46
  Speaker 11: her young arms drew her lover more closely to her side.
• 32:51
  Speaker 11: O day, so warm and golden, Oh night, so cool
• 32:55
  Speaker 11: and still, when love would not beholden, and pleasure had
• 32:59
  Speaker 11: his will. Days when in after leisure, content to rest,
• 33:03
  Speaker 11: we lay, nights when her lips soft pressure drained all
• 33:06
  Speaker 11: my life away. And while we sat together beneath the
• 33:10
  Speaker 11: babbled trees, the fragrant, sultry weather, cooled by the river breeze.
• 33:16
  Speaker 11: If passion faltered ever and left the senses free, we
• 33:20
  Speaker 11: heard the tireless river descending to the sea. I know
• 33:25
  Speaker 11: not where she wandered or went in after days. Or
• 33:28
  Speaker 11: if her youth she squandered and loves more doubtful ways,
• 33:32
  Speaker 11: Perhaps beside the river she died, still young and fair.
• 33:36
  Speaker 11: Perchance the grasses quiver above her slumber there at Koetree
• 33:41
  Speaker 11: by the river. Maybe I too shall sleep the sleep
• 33:45
  Speaker 11: that lasts forever, too deep for dreams, too deep. Maybe
• 33:50
  Speaker 11: among the shingle and sand of floods to be her
• 33:53
  Speaker 11: dest and mind may mingle and float away to the sea.
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  Speaker 11: Ah Cooetree by the river, when evening sun is low,
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  Speaker 11: your faint reflections quiver, your golden ripples glow. You knew,
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  Speaker 11: oh Cooetrie River, that love which could not last for me.
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  Speaker 11: Your palms still shiver with passions of the past. End
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  Speaker 11: of poem. This recording is in the public domain.
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  Speaker 12: Koetrie by the River by Lawrence Hope read for Librevox
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  Speaker 12: dot Org. By caveat at Kotrie by the River, when
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  Speaker 12: the evening sun is low, the waving palm trees quiver,
• 34:40
  Speaker 12: the golden waters glow, the shining ripples shiver. Descending to
• 34:44
  Speaker 12: the sea at Kotrie by the River, she used to
• 34:48
  Speaker 12: wait for me, so young, she was in slender, so pale,
• 34:52
  Speaker 12: with wistful eyes, as luminous and tender ask tree's twilight skies.
• 34:58
  Speaker 12: Her face broke into flowers, reach flowers at the mouth
• 35:01
  Speaker 12: her voice she sang for hours, like bulbuls in the south.
• 35:06
  Speaker 12: We sat beside the water, through burning summer days, and
• 35:09
  Speaker 12: many things I tought her of life and all its ways,
• 35:12
  Speaker 12: of love, man's loveliest duty, of passion's reckless pain, of youth,
• 35:16
  Speaker 12: whose transient beauty comes once but not again. She lay
• 35:21
  Speaker 12: and laughed and listened beside the water's edge. The glancing
• 35:25
  Speaker 12: river glistened and glinted through the sedge. Green parrots flew
• 35:29
  Speaker 12: above her, and as the daylight died, her young arms
• 35:32
  Speaker 12: drew her lover more closely to her side. O day
• 35:36
  Speaker 12: so warm and golden, O night so cool and still,
• 35:39
  Speaker 12: when love would not beholden, and pleasure had its will.
• 35:43
  Speaker 12: Days when in after leisure, content to rest, we lay lights,
• 35:46
  Speaker 12: when her lips soft pressure drained all my life away.
• 35:51
  Speaker 12: And while we sat together beneath the bowble trees, the fagrant,
• 35:55
  Speaker 12: sultry weather, cooled by the river breeze. If passion faulted, ever,
• 35:59
  Speaker 12: and the senses free, we heard the tireless river descending
• 36:03
  Speaker 12: to the sea. I know not where she wandered or
• 36:08
  Speaker 12: went in after days, or if her use she squandered
• 36:11
  Speaker 12: in love's more doubtful ways. Perhaps beside the river she
• 36:16
  Speaker 12: died till young and fair. Perchance the grasses quiver above
• 36:20
  Speaker 12: her slumber there at Cotree by the River. Maybe I
• 36:24
  Speaker 12: too shall sleep, to sleep the lasts forever too deep
• 36:28
  Speaker 12: for dreams too deep. Maybe among the shingle and sands
• 36:32
  Speaker 12: of floods to be and dust and mine may mingle
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  Speaker 12: and float away to sea our Cotree by the River.
• 36:39
  Speaker 12: When evening's sun is low, your fate reflections quiver, Your
• 36:44
  Speaker 12: golden ripples glow. You knew o Cotree River, that love
• 36:48
  Speaker 12: which could not last for me. Your palms still shiver
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  Speaker 12: with passions of the past. End of poem. This recording
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  Speaker 12: is in the public domain.
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  Speaker 13: Kottrie by the River by Lawrence Hope, read forlibrivox dot
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  Speaker 13: Org by Peter Yearsley. At Cottrie by the River, when
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  Speaker 13: the evening's sun is low, the waving palm trees quiver,
• 37:18
  Speaker 13: the golden waters glow, the shining ripples shiver. Descending to
• 37:23
  Speaker 13: the sea at Kottree by the River, she used to
• 37:27
  Speaker 13: wait for me, so young she was, and slender, so pale,
• 37:33
  Speaker 13: with wistful eyes, as luminous and tender as cottrees twilight skies.
• 37:40
  Speaker 13: Her face broke in too flowers, red flowers at the mouth.
• 37:45
  Speaker 13: Her voice she sang for hours, like bulbuls in the south.
• 37:51
  Speaker 13: We sat beside the water, through burning summer days, and
• 37:57
  Speaker 13: many things I taught her of life and all its ways,
• 38:02
  Speaker 13: of love, man's loveliest duty, of passion's reckless pain, of youth,
• 38:09
  Speaker 13: whose transient beauty comes once but not again. She lay
• 38:16
  Speaker 13: and laughed and listen'd beside the water's edge. The glancing
• 38:21
  Speaker 13: river glistened and glinted through the sedge. Green parrots flew
• 38:26
  Speaker 13: above her, and as the daylight died, her young arms
• 38:31
  Speaker 13: drew her lover more closely to her side. Oh days
• 38:37
  Speaker 13: so warm and golden, Oh nights so cool and still,
• 38:43
  Speaker 13: when love would not beholden and pleasure had his will.
• 38:47
  Speaker 13: Days when in after leisure, content to rest, we lay.
• 38:53
  Speaker 13: Nights when her lips soft pressure drained all my life away.
• 38:59
  Speaker 13: And while we sat together beneath the babel trees, the fragrant,
• 39:04
  Speaker 13: sultry weather, cooled by the river breeze. If passion faltered
• 39:09
  Speaker 13: ever and left the senses free. We heard the tireless
• 39:14
  Speaker 13: river descending to the sea. I know not where she
• 39:20
  Speaker 13: wandered or went in after days, or if her youth
• 39:24
  Speaker 13: she squandered in love's more doubtful ways. Perhaps beside the
• 39:30
  Speaker 13: river she died, still young and fair. Per chance the
• 39:34
  Speaker 13: grasses quiver above her slumber there at Gottry by the river.
• 39:41
  Speaker 13: May be I too shall sleep, the sleep that lasts forever,
• 39:47
  Speaker 13: too deep for dreams, too deep, may be among the
• 39:51
  Speaker 13: shingle and sand of floods, to be her dust and
• 39:56
  Speaker 13: mine may mingle and float away to sea. Ah Cottree
• 40:02
  Speaker 13: by the River, when evening's sun is low, your faint
• 40:07
  Speaker 13: reflections quiver, your golden ripples glow you knew, oh Cottree River,
• 40:14
  Speaker 13: that love which could not last for me. Your palms
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  Speaker 13: still shiver with passions of the past. End of poem.
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  Speaker 13: This recording is in the public domain.
• 40:34
  Speaker 14: Coatree by the River by law. And to hope wad
• 40:37
  Speaker 14: for Lee we box the org by radzero. At Coatree
• 40:42
  Speaker 14: by the River, when the evening sun is low, the
• 40:45
  Speaker 14: waving palm trees quiver, the golden waters glow, shining ripples
• 40:49
  Speaker 14: shiver descending to the sea at coat Tree by the river.
• 40:54
  Speaker 14: She used to wait for me. So young she was,
• 40:56
  Speaker 14: and slender, so pale, with wistful eyes, as luminous and
• 41:00
  Speaker 14: tender as Coaches's twilight skies. Her face broke into flowers,
• 41:05
  Speaker 14: red flowers at the mouth her voice she sang for hours,
• 41:09
  Speaker 14: like bulbuls in the south. We sat beside the water,
• 41:12
  Speaker 14: through burning summer days, and many things I taught her
• 41:15
  Speaker 14: of life and all its ways, of love, man's loveliest duty,
• 41:19
  Speaker 14: of passion's reckless pain, of a youth whose transient youty
• 41:22
  Speaker 14: comes once but not again. She lay and laughed and
• 41:26
  Speaker 14: listened beside the water's edge. The glancing river glistened and
• 41:30
  Speaker 14: glinted through the sedge. Green parrots flew above her, and
• 41:33
  Speaker 14: as the daylight died, her young arms drew her lover
• 41:36
  Speaker 14: more closely to her side. Oh days, so warm and golden,
• 41:40
  Speaker 14: own nights so cool and still, when love would not
• 41:42
  Speaker 14: beholden and pleasure had his will. Days when in after leisure,
• 41:46
  Speaker 14: content to rest, we lay. Nights when her lips soft
• 41:49
  Speaker 14: pressure drained all my life away, And while we sat
• 41:53
  Speaker 14: together beneath the babul trees, the fragrant, sultry weather, cooled
• 41:57
  Speaker 14: by the river, breeze. If passion faltered ever and left
• 42:00
  Speaker 14: the senses free, we heard the tylet's river descending to
• 42:04
  Speaker 14: the sea. I know not where she wandered or went
• 42:07
  Speaker 14: in after days, or if her use she squandered in
• 42:10
  Speaker 14: love's more doubtful ways. Perhaps beside the river she died,
• 42:14
  Speaker 14: still young and fair. Her chance to grants his quiver
• 42:17
  Speaker 14: are above her slumber there at Coatree by the river.
• 42:21
  Speaker 14: Maybe I too shall sleep, sleep that last forever too
• 42:24
  Speaker 14: deep for dreams too deep. Maybe among the shingle and
• 42:28
  Speaker 14: sansa flood to be her dust and my main mingle
• 42:32
  Speaker 14: float a way to see our CoA tree by the river.
• 42:35
  Speaker 14: When evening sun is low, your faint reflections quiver, your
• 42:38
  Speaker 14: golden ripples glow. You knew, o Coatree River, that love
• 42:42
  Speaker 14: which could not last for me. Your palms still shiver
• 42:45
  Speaker 14: with passions of the past. End of poem. This recording
• 42:50
  Speaker 14: is in the public domain.
• 42:57
  Speaker 15: Country by the River, Lawrence Hope, read for Librevox dot
• 43:03
  Speaker 15: Org by Taslem Khan. At Kawtree by the river, when
• 43:11
  Speaker 15: the evening's sun is low, the waving palm trees quiver,
• 43:16
  Speaker 15: the golden waters glow, the shining ripples shiver, descending to
• 43:23
  Speaker 15: the sea. At kwtree by the river, she used to
• 43:27
  Speaker 15: wait for me. So young she was, and slender, so pale,
• 43:34
  Speaker 15: with wistful eyes, as luminous and tender as cawtrees twilight skies.
• 43:42
  Speaker 15: Her face broke into flowers, red flowers at the mouth
• 43:48
  Speaker 15: her voice she sang for hours, like bulbuls in the south.
• 43:54
  Speaker 15: We sat beside the water, through burning summer days, and
• 44:00
  Speaker 15: many things I taught her of life and all its ways,
• 44:06
  Speaker 15: of love, man's loveliest duty, of passion's reckless pain, of youth,
• 44:14
  Speaker 15: whose transient beauty comes once but not again. She lay
• 44:20
  Speaker 15: and laughed and listened beside the water's edge. The glancing
• 44:26
  Speaker 15: river glistened and glinted through the sedge. Green parrots flew
• 44:33
  Speaker 15: above her, and as the daylight died, her young arms
• 44:38
  Speaker 15: drew her lover more closely to her side. O days
• 44:44
  Speaker 15: so warm and golden, O nights so cool and still,
• 44:51
  Speaker 15: when love would not be holden and pleasure had his will,
• 44:58
  Speaker 15: Days when after leisure, content to rest, we lay. Nights
• 45:05
  Speaker 15: when her lips soft pressure drained all my life away.
• 45:12
  Speaker 15: And while we sat together beneath the babble trees, the fragrant,
• 45:18
  Speaker 15: sultry weather, cooled by the river breeze. If passion faltered
• 45:25
  Speaker 15: ever and left the senses free, we heard the tireless
• 45:31
  Speaker 15: river descending to the sea. I know not where she
• 45:38
  Speaker 15: wandered or went in after days, or if her youth
• 45:44
  Speaker 15: she squandered in love's more doubtful ways. Perhaps beside the
• 45:51
  Speaker 15: river she died, still young and fair. Perchance the grasses
• 45:58
  Speaker 15: quiver above her slumber there at Contree by the river.
• 46:05
  Speaker 15: Maybe I too shall sleep, the sleep that lasts forever,
• 46:12
  Speaker 15: too deep for dreams too deep. Maybe among the shingle
• 46:19
  Speaker 15: and sand of floods, to be her dust and mine
• 46:25
  Speaker 15: may mingle and float away to sea. Ah Coutree by
• 46:33
  Speaker 15: the river, when evening's sun is low, your faint reflections quiver,
• 46:41
  Speaker 15: Your golden ripples glow. You knew o Cottree River, that
• 46:47
  Speaker 15: love which could not last for me. Your palms still
• 46:53
  Speaker 15: shiver with passions of the past. End of poem. This
• 47:02
  Speaker 15: recording is in the public domain.