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Love and Longing-Philip Max Raskin · Edgar Allan Poe Poems

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  Speaker 1: Forward to Love and Longing. This is a LibriVox recording.
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  Speaker 1: All LibriVox recordings are in the public domain. For more
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  Speaker 1: by Larry Wilson, Love and Longing by Philip Max Raskin Forward.
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  Speaker 1: A volume of poems requires no preface. And yet if
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  Speaker 1: the reader can never be told how poems are written,
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  Speaker 1: why should he sometimes not be told under what conditions
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  Speaker 1: they are written. English is not my native language, nor
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  Speaker 1: even the language of my early youth. When landing in
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  Speaker 1: London some twenty years ago a boy of nineteen, I
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  Speaker 1: knew Hebrew, Yiddish, Russian, German and French, but not a
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  Speaker 1: word of English. In some of those languages, I at
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  Speaker 1: the time already wrote in published poems. But it has
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  Speaker 1: always been my desire, nay my ambition, to make English
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  Speaker 1: my medium of expression. It was not, however, before nineteen ten,
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  Speaker 1: that I attempted my first poem in English. In nineteen fourteen,
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  Speaker 1: my first volume, Songs of a Jew, was published in London.
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  Speaker 1: For that volume, mister Israel Zangwil, whom I did not
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  Speaker 1: know personally, wrote an introduction and found a publisher. I
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  Speaker 1: knew that when mister Zangwil wrote of these poems that
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  Speaker 1: some of them quote should have been written by Browning
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  Speaker 1: in his particularly lucid moments unquote. He was probably overkind
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  Speaker 1: to me, but I confess that it made me happy.
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  Speaker 1: It was the fulfillment of an ambition to overcome the
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  Speaker 1: difficulty of language. In November nineteen fifteen, I came over
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  Speaker 1: to the States, and a few months later the Jewish
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  Speaker 1: Publication Society of America published My Songs of a Wanderer,
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  Speaker 1: a book which obtained admission to more than twenty four
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  Speaker 1: thousand homes and libraries in the United States. Before leaving England,
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  Speaker 1: a London editor wrote me that the muses cannot digest
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  Speaker 1: American food and that my well of inspiration would be
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  Speaker 1: dried up in that toward climate of American materialism. I
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  Speaker 1: am glad that that prophecy has not come true. Songs
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  Speaker 1: and dreams, the favorite child of my soul was born
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  Speaker 1: in America. I am a child of the wandering race,
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  Speaker 1: with my native land my stepfather, and my native tongue
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  Speaker 1: my step mother. I found in English a sweet and
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  Speaker 1: beautiful sister whom I love, and to whom in my
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  Speaker 1: inspired moments I confide my dreams and sing my songs,
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  Speaker 1: New York, June nineteen, nineteen p. M. R. End of preface.
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  Speaker 2: My Songs by Philip Max Raskin, read for LibriVox dot
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  Speaker 2: Org by Scott McMullen. Though the singer will soon be forgotten,
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  Speaker 2: my song will accomplish its goal. For a song that
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  Speaker 2: a soul has begotten forever will live like a soul.
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  Speaker 2: For the voice that to sing me has bidden is
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  Speaker 2: a power that comes from above. And in these simple
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  Speaker 2: sonnets are hidden the gall and the sweetness of love.
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  Speaker 2: Not ambition to climb fortune steeple made me sing, but
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  Speaker 2: a power divine. And the woes and the hopes of
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  Speaker 2: my people are re echoed in each simple line. Not
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  Speaker 2: of fame nor of gold was I dreaming when playing
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  Speaker 2: my god bidden part? And the song from my heart
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  Speaker 2: that is streaming must find a response in a heart.
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  Speaker 2: End of poem. This recording is in the public domain.
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  Speaker 3: The Old Story by Philip Max Baskin, but filipovoltstot All
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  Speaker 3: by Elaying, Common England.
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  Speaker 1: This is a.
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  Speaker 3: Story as old as the skies. This is the story
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  Speaker 3: of mine. I met a maid with star like eyes
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  Speaker 3: my heart how could it not pine. I know it
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  Speaker 3: has ever ever been, so I know it will ever be.
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  Speaker 3: The deer to the forest, ever will go to the
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  Speaker 3: juicy clover the he the eagle will ever wing high
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  Speaker 3: above the wave, parer seek the shade. And the heart
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  Speaker 3: of a man that is throbbing with love will ever
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  Speaker 3: be drawn by a maid. So this is my story,
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  Speaker 3: as old as the earth, the soul of my peace
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  Speaker 3: and my strife, the tale that to joy and to
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  Speaker 3: sorrow gives birth, the gladdest and saddest of life and
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  Speaker 3: of poem. This recording is in the public domain.
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  Speaker 1: First Kiss by Philip Max Raskin, read for LibriVox dot
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  Speaker 1: Organ by Laurie Wilson. How old was I well? Just eighteen,
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  Speaker 1: and she about the same. The skies were gray, the
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  Speaker 1: park was green, the moon a pale red flame. We
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  Speaker 1: were alone. We sat so close, dead silence in the park.
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  Speaker 1: I felt her breath a perfumed rose, and all around
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  Speaker 1: us dark such eyes no human eye had seen two
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  Speaker 1: springs of sparkling bliss. How old was I well? Just eighteen?
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  Speaker 1: She gave me but one kiss, and many years have
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  Speaker 1: gone since then. Of joy and of regret, I lived
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  Speaker 1: in love like other men that kiss I feel it
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  Speaker 1: yet in the poem. This recording is in the public domain.
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  Speaker 2: Nature and Woman by Philip Max Raskin red for LibriVox
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  Speaker 2: dot Org by Scott MacMullen. The heavens are blue and
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  Speaker 2: the roses are red. I love them. When calm is
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  Speaker 2: my mood. Her eyes too are blue, and her lips
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  Speaker 2: too are red. Why set they aflame? Then my blood?
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  Speaker 2: I watch the sun rising, I watch its eclipse. My
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  Speaker 2: joy and my sadness are still. Then why should a
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  Speaker 2: smile or a pout on her lips so rouse me
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  Speaker 2: and stir me and thrill. I gaze at the stars
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  Speaker 2: in the firmament far and calmly enjoy their soft light.
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  Speaker 2: Then why should two eyes, and each eye a mere star,
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  Speaker 2: so haunt me by day and by night? End of poem.
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  Speaker 2: Recording is in the public domain. Woman and Sister by
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  Speaker 2: Philip Max Raskin, read for LibriVox dot Org by Scott McMullen.
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  Speaker 2: I told her that passion was human, embraced her, caressed her,
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  Speaker 2: and kissed her. She murmured, oh no, not as a woman.
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  Speaker 2: I want to be loved as your sister. An effort
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  Speaker 2: I made superhuman persistently tried to resist her, but she
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  Speaker 2: would be loved as a woman, and never as merely
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  Speaker 2: a sister. End of poem. This recording is in the
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  Speaker 2: public domain. A Love Song by Philip Max Raskin read
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  Speaker 2: for LibriVox dot Org by Scott McMullen. You sent me
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  Speaker 2: a love song. I frankly concede it with you as
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  Speaker 2: my love song. I hardly dear need it for music
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  Speaker 2: and beauty. The gifts of the graces, far more than
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  Speaker 2: in songs, are in maidens embraces. My heart, too, my dearest,
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  Speaker 2: with love songs is laden, but none half so sweet
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  Speaker 2: as the kiss of a maiden and of poem. This
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  Speaker 2: recording is in the public domain.
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  Speaker 1: What is Poetry? By Philip Max Raskin read for LibriVox
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  Speaker 1: dot org by Larry Wilson. What is poetry? She asked me,
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  Speaker 1: and her soul was deeply stirred as I spoke of
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  Speaker 1: dreamy twilight, crooning rill, and thrilling bird. Poetry, I said,
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  Speaker 1: is searching for the great eternal goal. Poetry is Heaven's
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  Speaker 1: torchlight kindled by the human soul. Poetry as Earth reflected
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  Speaker 1: in the crystal sea above. Poetry is fateless, beauty, quitchless grace,
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  Speaker 1: and deathless love. Poetry is man made, angel, earth made, heaven,
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  Speaker 1: toil made art. Poetry is God's great secret, whispered to
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  Speaker 1: the poet's heart. As she stood her eyes enkindled, asking softly,
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  Speaker 1: is it true? I embraced her, and I added poetry,
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  Speaker 1: My dear is you in the poem. This recording is
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  Speaker 1: in the public domain.
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  Speaker 2: Winter by Philip Max Raskin, read for LibriVox dot org
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  Speaker 2: by Scott McMullen. Mighty is the wintry evening. Mighty too.
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  Speaker 2: I feel skies of gold and earth of silver, and
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  Speaker 2: the air is steel. With my sweetheart, I am driving
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  Speaker 2: where I do not know. Diamonds twinkle in the heavens,
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  Speaker 2: diamonds in the snow, wh men drive us faster, faster
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  Speaker 2: through the wintry night, to a spot where men are winters,
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  Speaker 2: strong and pure and bright. Closer pressed to me, my sweetheart,
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  Speaker 2: to my bosom cling Love can blossom in the winter,
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  Speaker 2: just as in the spring. End of poem. This recording
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  Speaker 2: is in the public domain. Love Found and Lost by
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  Speaker 2: Philip Max Raskin, redflibrivox dot org by Scott McMullen. Two
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  Speaker 2: hills and between a velvety green, where breezes caressed each blade,
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  Speaker 2: heaven blest a grove, and beyond a silvery pond, reflecting
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  Speaker 2: the skies with diamond lit eyes, A fresh even may,
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  Speaker 2: a world young and gay, a green field below, a
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  Speaker 2: blue field above. Twas there, long ago, I've found my
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  Speaker 2: first love. A ghetto walled town, a shanty bowed down,
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  Speaker 2: half emptier room and shrouded in gloom. A maiden whose
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  Speaker 2: life embittered by strife, whose face sad and pale told
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  Speaker 2: poverty's tale. A wintry black night, no fuel, no light,
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  Speaker 2: an earth death below, a sky mute above. Twas there,
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  Speaker 2: long ago, I lost my first love. End of poem.
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  Speaker 2: This recording is in the public domain.
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  Speaker 4: June and December by Philip Max Ruskin, read for liberox
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  Speaker 4: dot Org by Slick. They say the days in June
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  Speaker 4: are long and shortest in December. But surely, dear, they
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  Speaker 4: must be wrong for you and I remember we met
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  Speaker 4: in June. We used to roam day long, mon tree
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  Speaker 4: and flowers, And when a night you left for home,
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  Speaker 4: how swift had fled The hours. The shortest days were
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  Speaker 4: all in June. We saw the sun descending and wished
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  Speaker 4: some Joshua stop the sun and make the days unending.
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  Speaker 4: But when the sky grew, cloud beset and frost, our
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  Speaker 4: earth invaded. And in December, when we met, our dreams
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  Speaker 4: like lilies faded, we met again. As friend meets friend.
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  Speaker 4: It felt so lone and friendless. The day we did
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  Speaker 4: together spend it seemed so long, so endless. End of poem.
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  Speaker 4: This recording is in the public domain.
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  Speaker 2: To Kate by Philip Max Raskin rereadflibrivox dot Org by
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  Speaker 2: Scott McMullen. Believe me not, whenever life is drearest, say
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  Speaker 2: my love has perished long ago. The sea has ebbs.
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  Speaker 2: You must not think, though, dearest, it never will again.
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  Speaker 2: Come on the floe. A while is gone. The foaming
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  Speaker 2: waves are thronging and rushing onward onward to the shore.
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  Speaker 2: A while is gone. My loving heart is longing for you,
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  Speaker 2: my sweetheart, ever evermore. End of poem. This recording is
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  Speaker 2: in the public domain.
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  Speaker 3: What are the Stars Made Of? By Philip Max Baskin
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  Speaker 3: read for Lipovolts dot Org that Elaine Conway, England, my dearest,
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  Speaker 3: once asked me, Oh tell me, my love, oh of
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  Speaker 3: what are the stars made that twinkle above. I kissed
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  Speaker 3: her and told her the stars, darling, are the kisses
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  Speaker 3: of love. Each kiss is a style. She blushingly whispered,
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  Speaker 3: Oh Love, is it true? And why are tonight than
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  Speaker 3: the stars but so few? End of poem. This recording
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  Speaker 3: is in the public domain.
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  Speaker 2: A False Partner by Philip Max Raskin read for Livervox
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  Speaker 2: dot Org by Scott McMullen Love's partnership agreement. I signed
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  Speaker 2: in haste and all my soul's vast fortune. You made
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  Speaker 2: me waste. You knew your heart was bankrupt, nor pure
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  Speaker 2: nor chaste. You knew your heart was bankrupt defrauding mine.
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  Speaker 2: You spent its priceless treasure, its love divine. And now
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  Speaker 2: my soul condemns you to pay a fine. My life
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  Speaker 2: shall stay forever from yours apart. Our partnership is ended,
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  Speaker 2: but ere we part take back all checks, dishonored of
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  Speaker 2: your false heart. End of poem. This recording is in
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  Speaker 2: the public domain.
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  Speaker 5: I sometimes wish by Philip Max Raskin read four LibriVox
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  Speaker 5: dot org buy Stefan. I sometimes wish you were a stream,
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  Speaker 5: and I of dawning day a beam that I might
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  Speaker 5: pierce your mute cold heart, and life and joy to
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  Speaker 5: it in part, and make each drop a friskeene elf,
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  Speaker 5: and play with sprites I made myself and of poem.
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  Speaker 5: This recording is in the public domain.
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  Speaker 2: By a Tree by Philip Max Raskin read for LibriVox
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  Speaker 2: dot Org by Scott McMullen. Know you where I met her?
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  Speaker 2: Buy a tree, Strangers in the forest. Both were We
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  Speaker 2: rain poured down and lightning pierced the wood. There we
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  Speaker 2: two together sheltered, stood whilst we mutely listened to each leaf,
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  Speaker 2: telling tales of Sylvan joy and grief. Musingly, I queried,
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  Speaker 2: if a tree does not hide its secrets, why should
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  Speaker 2: we so? To her, I pointed out a nest where
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  Speaker 2: two wrens were blessed with love and rest, and the
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  Speaker 2: leafy branches or us spent canopied us, nodding their ascent
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  Speaker 2: from life's storm. A shelter. Both found. We know you
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  Speaker 2: where I'm at her by a tree, end of poem.
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  Speaker 2: This recording is in the public domain.
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  Speaker 5: Astronomy by Philip Max Raskin read four LibriVox dot Org
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  Speaker 5: by Stefan We walked by night. She asked me what
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  Speaker 5: I knew about the stars. I spoke of comet, planet, Moon,
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  Speaker 5: of Jupiter and Mars, of sun, eclipses orbits, zones, of
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  Speaker 5: rainbows in the sky guise, And all the time I
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  Speaker 5: studied but two glowing stars her eyes, of sunset, and
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  Speaker 5: of sunrise too, I spoke. But all the while I
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  Speaker 5: thought of but one sunrise bright, the sunrise of her smile,
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  Speaker 5: the milky way. I full explained the galaxies beneath, and
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  Speaker 5: looked upon her milk white throat, her milky row of teeth.
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  Speaker 5: And when she pressed herself to me and brooding looked above,
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  Speaker 5: I kissed her lips, her eyes, and said, the stars
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  Speaker 5: are worlds of love and of poem. This recording is
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  Speaker 5: in the public domain.
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  Speaker 3: When Love to You, I'd spoken by Philip Max Raskin
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  Speaker 3: read felibovots dot Org by Elaine Conway, England. When Love
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  Speaker 3: to You I'd spoken to witnesses were near a burdling
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  Speaker 3: and a streamlet, but you alone could hear. When of
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  Speaker 3: your love I'm dreaming, and of your parting, kiss the
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  Speaker 3: bird and streamlet hear me, But you alone I miss,
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  Speaker 3: and of poem. This recording is in the public domain.
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  Speaker 2: Regret by Philip Max Raskin read for LibriVox dot Org
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  Speaker 2: by Scott McMullen. I wanted you to be the spark
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  Speaker 2: that kindles the dreamer's soul. Aflame my torch and light.
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  Speaker 2: Whene'er my power dwindles in night or grief or shame.
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  Speaker 2: But deep was soon my disillusion. You could not play
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  Speaker 2: that part, and pardon me. He'll pardon my intrusion into
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  Speaker 2: a stranger's heart. End of poem. This recording is in
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  Speaker 2: the public domain.
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  Speaker 3: Like two Stars by Philip Max Raskin read philipovoltstot All
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  Speaker 3: by Elaine Conway, England. Like two stars, we were attracted
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  Speaker 3: ere we met. Like two stars. Our own was over
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  Speaker 3: cloud to beset. Like two stars, redeemed each other worlds
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  Speaker 3: of gold. Like two stars, we found each other far
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  Speaker 3: and cold and of poem. This recording is in the
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  Speaker 3: public domain.
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  Speaker 5: My Pandora by Philip Max Raskin read for LibriVox dot
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  Speaker 5: Org by Stefan Do I love her?
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  Speaker 6: Do I not?
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  Speaker 1: Now?
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  Speaker 5: Again? I've met her?
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  Speaker 2: Ask me not? I only know.
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  Speaker 5: I wish I could forget her. The thought of her
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  Speaker 5: gives great delight and grief and pain still greater.
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  Speaker 2: She is my joy.
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  Speaker 5: She is my woe. I love her and I hate her.
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  Speaker 5: She is my sunlight and my cloud, my safety and
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  Speaker 5: my danger. She is my friend, she is my foe.
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  Speaker 5: She is to me a stranger. I know full well
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  Speaker 5: I am her slave, and no I am above her.
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  Speaker 5: I pray to Heaven that I could nor hate her,
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  Speaker 5: nor yet love her. And of poem. This recording is
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  Speaker 5: in the public domain.
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  Speaker 2: Sweet Death by Philip Max Raskin read for LibriVox dot
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  Speaker 2: Org by Scott McMullen. When Moses, the heavenly prophet attained
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  Speaker 2: on the earth his life's goal, the Angel of Death
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  Speaker 2: was reluctant to go with his sword for his soul,
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  Speaker 2: but smilingly whispered, Jehovah, no mortal can death ever miss
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  Speaker 2: If not by the sword of the angel, then perish
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  Speaker 2: he must by my kiss Jehovah. Thy lesson was followed
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  Speaker 2: by many a goddess since then, whose slays not with
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  Speaker 2: sword but with kisses. The bravest and purest of men,
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  Speaker 2: and oft in the arms of my charmer, midst rapture
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  Speaker 2: and heavenly bliss. I know that one day I shall
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  Speaker 2: perish like Moses of old, from her kiss. End of poem.
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  Speaker 2: This recording is in the public domain. The Change by
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  Speaker 2: Philip Max Raskin Readfurlebrivox dot Org by Scott McMullen. I
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  Speaker 2: met her again, and I wondered, Oh, can she be
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  Speaker 2: truly the same who once in my soul head enkindled
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  Speaker 2: a glowing, a heavenly flame. Are these the eyes all
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  Speaker 2: piercing that shot dart after dart of love's adoration into
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  Speaker 2: my worshiping heart? Are these the lips that compelled me
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  Speaker 2: to kiss them again and again? The smile my sad
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  Speaker 2: heart greeted like sunshine after rain? Is she the fay
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  Speaker 2: who once turned my gloomiest autumn to spring? Is this
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  Speaker 2: the woman who erstwhile my soul and by blood taught
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  Speaker 2: to sing? Then? Where is the spell and the magic
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  Speaker 2: that made my life joyous and full? And what made
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  Speaker 2: the woman beside me so wearisome, homely and dull? A
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  Speaker 2: voice I heard in answer Thy questions are foolish and strange,
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  Speaker 2: Thy heart. If thou carefully searchest, thou soon wilt discover
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  Speaker 2: the change. End of poem. This recording is in the
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  Speaker 2: public domain. I Did not Betray by Philip Max Raskin
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  Speaker 2: read for LibriVox dot org by Scott mac mullen. Should
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  Speaker 2: you meet a lonely maiden by a road where breezes, moan,
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  Speaker 2: pacing to and fro at twilight, seeking some one, finding none,
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  Speaker 2: Should she aye you sadly, mutely hide her tears and
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  Speaker 2: turn away. You must stop her and must tell her
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  Speaker 2: that I could not her betray, that I thought her
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  Speaker 2: far too sacred to profane her as my wife, That
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  Speaker 2: when all my dreams have vanished, I had saved one
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  Speaker 2: dream for life. End of poem. This recording is in
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  Speaker 2: the public domain. Gone by Philip Max Raskin read for
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  Speaker 2: LibriVox dot Org by Scott mac mullen. I came back
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  Speaker 2: one evening and found her no more. My room was
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  Speaker 2: as cozy as neat as before, each thing in position,
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  Speaker 2: the books on the shelf, the bed decked with pillows.
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  Speaker 2: She once laced herself, took nothing of value. When she
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  Speaker 2: did depart, took nothing of value excepting my heart and
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  Speaker 2: of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Like
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  Speaker 2: a linnet by Philip Max Raskin, read for LibriVox dot
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  Speaker 2: Org by Scott mc mullen. They blind the linnet that
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  Speaker 2: its trill A sweeter note may find and thus I
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  Speaker 2: know it was her will the poet's soul to blind.
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  Speaker 2: A flame she kindled in my soul and spent it
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  Speaker 2: spark by spark again, I see in life no goal.
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  Speaker 6: Again.
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  Speaker 2: My path is dark, and when of love I sing
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  Speaker 2: my song, the sweetest of its kind, The wondrous sounds
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  Speaker 2: to her belong for she my soul made blind. End
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  Speaker 2: of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Too
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  Speaker 2: Proud by Philip Max Raskin read for LibriVox dot Org
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  Speaker 2: by Scott MacMullen. Oh, a heart can talk loud, and
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  Speaker 2: a heart has an ear and fair stories my dear,
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  Speaker 2: from my heart thine could hear had it spoken, But
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  Speaker 2: alas I'm too proud from my path to depart, and
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  Speaker 2: no tale from my heart thine will hear. Though we
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  Speaker 2: part heart broken. End of poem. This recording is in
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  Speaker 2: the public domain. We cannot Part by Philip Max Raskin,
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  Speaker 2: read for LibriVox by Scott mac mullen. You cannot part
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  Speaker 2: from me, my dear. My love knows no eclipse. Your
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  Speaker 2: oaths are frozen on my ear, your kisses on my lips.
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  Speaker 2: I'll be with you. I'll live with you wherever you
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  Speaker 2: may go and day and night and all life through
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  Speaker 2: you'll feel my pain and woe. Another man you love,
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  Speaker 2: and still my treacherous friend, I claim your love's embraces,
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  Speaker 2: never will conceal your treason's shame. Oh no, from me.
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  Speaker 2: You cannot part whatever you may plan. You cannot take
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  Speaker 2: a man's whole heart and cast away the man. End
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  Speaker 2: of poem. This recording is in the public domain.
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  Speaker 5: To You by Philip Max Raskin rud for LibriVox dot
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  Speaker 5: Org by Stefan. Your lightnings of wit used to charm me.
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  Speaker 5: Your thunders of wrath were too mild, And if you
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  Speaker 5: intended to harm me, you failed in your object, poor child,
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  Speaker 5: For you, like a tender sweet flower, one cannot help love,
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  Speaker 5: but not fear. In sweetness and smiles is your power,
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  Speaker 5: but not in your anger, My dear and of poem.
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  Speaker 5: This recording is in the public domain. She is My
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  Speaker 5: sister by Philip Max Raskin read for LibriVox dot Org
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  Speaker 5: by Stefan. She is my sister only she can't be more.
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  Speaker 5: And I am lonely, lonely as e'er before stead sunlight.
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  Speaker 5: I am given a twinkling star, though brighter is my
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  Speaker 5: heaven yet cold and far, and of poem. This recording
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  Speaker 5: is in the public domain. Love by Philip Max Raskin
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  Speaker 5: read for LibriVox dot by Stefan hand in hand and
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  Speaker 5: lip to lip. I saw them in a park, hearts
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  Speaker 5: aflame and eyes aglow, whispering in the dark, dreaming of
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  Speaker 5: my dreams long dead and of my youth long past. Musingly,
• 31:32
  Speaker 5: I asked my heart how long their love would last?
• 31:39
  Speaker 5: Whispering my heart replied midst earthly stress and strife. One
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  Speaker 5: hour of bliss, one hour of love is worth a
• 31:55
  Speaker 5: loveless life. And of poem. This recording is in the
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  Speaker 5: public domain.
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  Speaker 3: The Language of Flowers by Philip Max Ruskin read for
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  Speaker 3: libovots dot Org by Elaine Conway, England. For love, blushing roses,
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  Speaker 3: and to days for truth. I often used tosent her
• 32:26
  Speaker 3: in days of my youth. We parted, I'm friendless, forsaken,
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  Speaker 3: and said, and now to my flowers, forget me not
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  Speaker 3: add and of poem. This recording is in the public domain.
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  Speaker 1: A Woman's Tears by Philip Max Raskin read for LibriVox
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  Speaker 1: dot Org by Larry Wilson. I asked for love, she
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  Speaker 1: quietly sobbed. I did not know the silent answer of
• 33:02
  Speaker 1: her tears, yes or no. One day I told her
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  Speaker 1: we must part. She wept again. I knew not what
• 33:11
  Speaker 1: her tears expressed, bliss or pain. We parted, many years
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  Speaker 1: had gone. Once more we met. She clasped my hand
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  Speaker 1: and cried of joy or of regret. I asked her
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  Speaker 1: to explain in tears She turned away, offended, vexed, or
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  Speaker 1: grieved or hurt. I could not say in the poem.
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  Speaker 1: This recording is in the public domain. My Bride by
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  Speaker 1: Philip Max Raskin read for LibriVox dot Org by Lurie Wilson.
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  Speaker 1: I was dreaming last night. Some one knocked at my door,
• 33:57
  Speaker 1: and there entered a maid whom I knew well before.
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  Speaker 1: And she said, oh, my friend, you remember that night
• 34:05
  Speaker 1: when our hearts were as pure as the heaven was bright,
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  Speaker 1: when you spoke of love's flame, of its magic and spell,
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  Speaker 1: of that marvelous flame that no ocean could quell. And
• 34:17
  Speaker 1: I gave you my hand, and I gave you my heart,
• 34:20
  Speaker 1: and you gave me your oath that we would never part.
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  Speaker 1: Many years have since passed, but I trust in you still,
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  Speaker 1: But your promise I wait for you to fulfill. You
• 34:31
  Speaker 1: have given your oath, and I trusted its truth, and
• 34:34
  Speaker 1: you now must come back to the right of your youth.
• 34:38
  Speaker 1: Thus she said in her please, so impassioned, so true,
• 34:41
  Speaker 1: and my lips whispered love. I am coming to you.
• 34:47
  Speaker 1: In the morning, I woke bitter tears did I shed.
• 34:51
  Speaker 1: I remembered my bride, who was long ago dead and
• 34:56
  Speaker 1: a poem. This recording is in the public domain.
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  Speaker 2: I met Her by Philip Max Raskin readflebrivox dot Org
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  Speaker 2: by Scott mac mullen. I met her in my dream
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  Speaker 2: last night, so fair and bright with youth and love.
• 35:20
  Speaker 2: Her eyes aglow as long ago. She smiled, her smile
• 35:25
  Speaker 2: lit in the dark, a golden spark. She sang. How
• 35:30
  Speaker 2: did my soul rejoice to hear her voice? She whispered love.
• 35:35
  Speaker 2: But as she spoke alas I woke my cold, my
• 35:40
  Speaker 2: solitary room was wrapped in gloom. I wondered, why should
• 35:45
  Speaker 2: dreams not be from waking free? End of poem. This
• 35:52
  Speaker 2: recording is in the public domain. Our Secret by Philip
• 36:02
  Speaker 2: Max Raskin read for LibriVox dot Org by Scott McMullen.
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  Speaker 2: Our Secret carefully hiding we walked through meade and glen,
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  Speaker 2: in stars and moon, confiding, but not in men we chose,
• 36:17
  Speaker 2: but hidden places we met, but people few, and yet
• 36:21
  Speaker 2: their smiling faces proclaimed they knew. End of poem. This
• 36:27
  Speaker 2: recording is in the public domain. Omahar Khayam by Philip
• 36:37
  Speaker 2: Max Raskin read for LibriVox dot Org by Scott McMullen.
• 36:42
  Speaker 2: Drink of Passion's golden cup, Think not what comes after.
• 36:47
  Speaker 2: Treat the virtues of the fools with contempt and laughter,
• 36:51
  Speaker 2: of the virtues preached by men none. Then life is greater.
• 36:55
  Speaker 2: Live my friend today and now, and be virtuous later.
• 37:01
  Speaker 2: If to you a moment winks, why should you disdain it?
• 37:04
  Speaker 2: Drink the cup of life and love to the bottom.
• 37:08
  Speaker 2: Drain it as the bird, the brook, the wind play
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  Speaker 2: not knowing sorrow, Live and love for don't forget you'll
• 37:17
  Speaker 2: be dead tomorrow. End of poem. This recording is in
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  Speaker 2: the public domain. Before and After by Philip Max Raskin
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  Speaker 2: read for LibriVox dot Org by Scott mc mullen. Awaiting
• 37:38
  Speaker 2: our meeting, my glad heart is beating a tune. She
• 37:41
  Speaker 2: is thine, she is thine, But after her leaving, my
• 37:46
  Speaker 2: sad heart is heaving a sigh, but in vain did
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  Speaker 2: you pine? End of poem. This recording is in the
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  Speaker 2: public domain.
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  Speaker 5: Two Deborah by Philip Max Raskin read for LibriVox dot
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  Speaker 5: Org by Stefan Remember when we met that night, you
• 38:21
  Speaker 5: looked so fair, so proud, half jestingly. I spoke of love.
• 38:30
  Speaker 5: You merely laughed aloud. But whether you did laugh with
• 38:36
  Speaker 5: me or at me, as it seemed of love and
• 38:43
  Speaker 5: laughter and of you, I ever since have dreamed and
• 38:51
  Speaker 5: of poem. This recording is in the public domain.
• 39:01
  Speaker 2: To My Love by Philip Max Raskin read for LibriVox
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  Speaker 2: dot Org by Scott mc mullen. I am king of
• 39:10
  Speaker 2: fields and forests. To me belong their hidden, priceless treasures
• 39:15
  Speaker 2: of bloom and song. But I'm lonely, dear, I'm lonely
• 39:20
  Speaker 2: for you. I long will you share, o, dearest, my
• 39:24
  Speaker 2: realm with me. I'll bid each bird and flower, each
• 39:28
  Speaker 2: brook and tree, to greet you as my princess with
• 39:32
  Speaker 2: song and glee. There waits for us a palace that
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  Speaker 2: none can move, its floor of silk of diamonds, its
• 39:41
  Speaker 2: roof above. But I'm lonely, dear, I'm lonely, Oh, come,
• 39:46
  Speaker 2: sweet Love and of poem. This recording is in the
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  Speaker 2: public domain. Dark is the Night by Philip Max Raskin
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  Speaker 2: read for LibriVox dot org by Scott McMullen. Dark is
• 40:08
  Speaker 2: the night. Not a beam, not a spark. I care
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  Speaker 2: not her eyes I can see in the dark, lone
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  Speaker 2: in my room. Not a word, not a cheer. I
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  Speaker 2: care not with me? Is my best friend, my dear
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  Speaker 2: mute is the earth as the heaven above. I care
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  Speaker 2: not my soul sings of beauty and love. End of poem.
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  Speaker 2: This recording is in the public domain. Come to Me
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  Speaker 2: by Philip Max Raskin read for LibriVox dot org by
• 40:48
  Speaker 2: Scott McMullen. Be to me, sweetheart, a friend or a sister.
• 40:54
  Speaker 2: I care no longer, whatever thou be, child of my dreams.
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  Speaker 2: I have tried to forget THEE, child of my dreams.
• 41:01
  Speaker 2: I am waiting for THEE. Heaven is witness. I sought
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  Speaker 2: to forget THEE. Wandered the earth from its end to
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  Speaker 2: its end, sought the acquaintance of men and of women,
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  Speaker 2: flattered and flirted, but found not a friend. Heaven is witness.
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  Speaker 2: I sought to forget THEE, sought the acquaintance of meadows
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  Speaker 2: and skies, flattered the moonlight and flirted with flowers. None
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  Speaker 2: could so smile as thy lips and thy eyes. Did
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  Speaker 2: not I try from my heart to expel thee drown
• 41:35
  Speaker 2: in the stream of my song, my sad dream. Am
• 41:39
  Speaker 2: I to blame that my song breathes thy spirit? Thou
• 41:43
  Speaker 2: art its music, its beauty, its theme. End of poem.
• 41:49
  Speaker 2: This recording is in the public domain. Why by Philip
• 41:59
  Speaker 2: Max Raskin read for LibriVox dot Org by Scott mac mullen.
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  Speaker 2: One more hour and I will press her to this
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  Speaker 2: throbbing heart of mine. I will kiss her and caress her,
• 42:12
  Speaker 2: and will tell her how I pine. She will listen,
• 42:16
  Speaker 2: she will wonder. I will read it in her glance,
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  Speaker 2: those whom fate has rent asunder can they be made one?
• 42:24
  Speaker 2: By chance? She will reason. Life has dangers stronger than
• 42:30
  Speaker 2: the human heart. We in life have met as strangers,
• 42:34
  Speaker 2: and as strangers we must part. I will hear agree
• 42:39
  Speaker 2: and ponder, Yes, she's soberer than I. Still, this throbbing
• 42:45
  Speaker 2: heart will wonder, why, oh dearest, tell me why? End
• 42:52
  Speaker 2: of poem. This recording is in the public domain.
• 43:01
  Speaker 5: Two by Philip Max Raskin read for LibriVox dot Org
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  Speaker 5: by Stefan As my first love seemed my last, So
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  Speaker 5: my last the first did seem. Now, when both are
• 43:27
  Speaker 5: dead and past, I again may love and dream. Changeful
• 43:36
  Speaker 5: is the dreamer's heart. Thus capricious fate has willed. Love
• 43:43
  Speaker 5: comes thither to depart. Dreams are born there to be killed.
• 43:53
  Speaker 5: Maybe I will dream again life and love's sweet dread.
• 44:01
  Speaker 5: And yet such sad joy and such sweet pain no
• 44:09
  Speaker 5: new love can make forget and of poem. This recording
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  Speaker 5: is in the public domain.
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  Speaker 4: You left Me by Philip Max Ruskin Readfourlibrivox dot Org
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  Speaker 4: by Slick You left Me, I thought it were best
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  Speaker 4: to show no resistance. If love can be proved by
• 44:38
  Speaker 4: a test, that test is but distance. I know we
• 44:43
  Speaker 4: can love, though we part in love and devotion. A
• 44:46
  Speaker 4: heart may well speak to a heart far over the ocean.
• 44:51
  Speaker 4: If hearts for each other will threat no distance, will
• 44:55
  Speaker 4: wean them? If strange, though together, will yet be oceans
• 45:00
  Speaker 4: between them. So go when God's name go, my friend.
• 45:04
  Speaker 4: The ocean cross over. But if you she'll pine in
• 45:08
  Speaker 4: the end, come back to your lover. End of poem.
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  Speaker 4: This recording is in the public domain.
• 45:20
  Speaker 2: My Dream by Philip Max Raskin read for LibriVox dot
• 45:24
  Speaker 2: org by Scott McMullen. We met in life's sadleiest hour
• 45:30
  Speaker 2: of sunset and gloom. Our dream was an autumn raised flower,
• 45:34
  Speaker 2: awaiting its doom to fade ere its bloom. I wish
• 45:39
  Speaker 2: that I never had met her, alas it's too late.
• 45:42
  Speaker 2: Oh God, how I longed to forget her and wipe
• 45:46
  Speaker 2: off my fate from memory's slate. I knew that she
• 45:50
  Speaker 2: never would love me. We are too extreme. Then why
• 45:54
  Speaker 2: should a dumb sky above me, a rock and a
• 45:57
  Speaker 2: stream reflect a dead dream? End of palm. This recording
• 46:03
  Speaker 2: is in the public domain.
• 46:10
  Speaker 3: To My Sweetheart by Philip Max Ruskin read for lipofox
• 46:15
  Speaker 3: dot org by Elaine Conway, England. Rosy apples, deep green shadows,
• 46:25
  Speaker 3: velvet meats, the grove surrounding, and the laughter of the river,
• 46:31
  Speaker 3: far and wide and aloud, resounding. Come to me, my angels, sweetheart.
• 46:37
  Speaker 3: Ripened fruit and boughs will screen us. Me an apple, thee,
• 46:43
  Speaker 3: an apple, and a stolen kiss between us came the autumn.
• 46:49
  Speaker 3: Pale blue flowers will embrace thee, will caress thee. Me
• 46:54
  Speaker 3: a flower, thee a flower, to my throbbing heart. I'll
• 47:00
  Speaker 3: as THEE. I have stores of golden legends. They to
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  Speaker 3: love me, will impel THEE. Me a legend, THEE a
• 47:09
  Speaker 3: legend and a life's secret. I will tell THEE and
• 47:15
  Speaker 3: a poem. This recording is in the public domain. I
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  Speaker 3: knew her by Philip mix Raskin read for libofox dot
• 47:30
  Speaker 3: Org by Elaine Conway, England. I knew her. I met her,
• 47:38
  Speaker 3: I spoke to her oft Her face was so calm,
• 47:42
  Speaker 3: and her voice were so soft. Her eyes were so lucid,
• 47:47
  Speaker 3: so mellow and mild. Her gait was so modest. A child,
• 47:52
  Speaker 3: quite a child. I secretly treasured a dream in my heart.
• 47:57
  Speaker 3: One day we shall speak and push han never part.
• 48:01
  Speaker 3: That dream was my treasure. Yet each time we met,
• 48:05
  Speaker 3: my throbbing heart told me not yet, Oh, not yet.
• 48:11
  Speaker 3: One night, when the noise of the city was hushed,
• 48:14
  Speaker 3: I came out to meet her. She saw me and blushed.
• 48:19
  Speaker 3: Her eyes were lit with a soul kindled glance, and
• 48:23
  Speaker 3: wistfully gazing, as though in a trance. Her bosom was heaving.
• 48:29
  Speaker 3: Her murmur was strange. I knew not the reason. I guessed,
• 48:34
  Speaker 3: not the change. And when I implored her to tell
• 48:37
  Speaker 3: me my fate. She blushingly whispered, too late, friend, Too late,
• 48:45
  Speaker 3: And a poem. This recording is in the public domain.
• 48:55
  Speaker 6: My Home to You is Open by Philip Max Raskin
• 48:59
  Speaker 6: read for LibriVox dot Org by Phil Shamp. My door
• 49:04
  Speaker 6: to you is open. I never bar my gait. Whenever
• 49:08
  Speaker 6: you will call me, will never be too late. Come in.
• 49:11
  Speaker 6: I will not ask you the reason why you went
• 49:14
  Speaker 6: with whom you were last evening, and how the hours
• 49:17
  Speaker 6: were spent. Why ask these childish questions their answers, Well,
• 49:23
  Speaker 6: I know life called you to a banquet. You could
• 49:26
  Speaker 6: not help but go. Come straight into my parlor and
• 49:30
  Speaker 6: have no fear at all. I too have heard life
• 49:33
  Speaker 6: calling and answered to its call. And the poem. This
• 49:39
  Speaker 6: recording is in the public domain. Stolen Moments by Philip
• 49:48
  Speaker 6: Max Raskin read for LibriVox dot Org by Phil Shamp.
• 49:54
  Speaker 6: Take back all the years that life gave me, but
• 49:57
  Speaker 6: leave me the moments I stole the year. The sad
• 50:01
  Speaker 6: years did enslave me. The moments gave wings to my soul.
• 50:06
  Speaker 6: I remember that stolen half hour, when fragrance and song
• 50:10
  Speaker 6: filled the air. The fields were beginning to flower my
• 50:14
  Speaker 6: love like the springtime was fair, the lilacs a lit
• 50:19
  Speaker 6: with their blossom, the lisp of a breeze in the wood,
• 50:23
  Speaker 6: each heave of my sweetheart's full bosom, the thrill that
• 50:26
  Speaker 6: had sent through my blood, the smile and the glance
• 50:30
  Speaker 6: of my dearest to passion and joy giving birth. The
• 50:34
  Speaker 6: sky looking blewest and clearest the paradise. Men called the earth,
• 50:40
  Speaker 6: the noise in the trees. We could trust not our
• 50:44
  Speaker 6: kisses suppressed and yet loud, her passionate whispered. You must
• 50:49
  Speaker 6: not her glances, half yielding, half proud, who cared then
• 50:54
  Speaker 6: for wealth or for morals, for treasures below or above,
• 50:59
  Speaker 6: then heaven or diamonds or quarrels. I valued one moment
• 51:03
  Speaker 6: of love. Of all my years lived, I prize only
• 51:08
  Speaker 6: the moments. The moments I stole. The years were so empty,
• 51:13
  Speaker 6: so lonely. The moments gave wings to my soul and
• 51:19
  Speaker 6: the poem. This recording is in the public domain.
• 51:27
  Speaker 2: Vain Reproach by Philip Max Raskin read for LibriVox dot
• 51:31
  Speaker 2: Org by Scott McMullen. Your fate, dearest child, you deplore
• 51:37
  Speaker 2: and sigh that I love you no more? Why sigh
• 51:40
  Speaker 2: and reproach me in vain when you can my love
• 51:43
  Speaker 2: win again. Now push my hand gently away and say,
• 51:48
  Speaker 2: as you once used to say, you cannot remain with
• 51:52
  Speaker 2: me long my ma said last night, it is wrong.
• 51:56
  Speaker 2: And after you say to me this be vexed when
• 51:59
  Speaker 2: I asked for a kiss with laughter, run out of
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  Speaker 2: the room and leave me a flame in the gloom.
• 52:05
  Speaker 2: Then come in and smilingly blush When I say sweet love,
• 52:10
  Speaker 2: you say hush, be sulky, and don't let me speak,
• 52:15
  Speaker 2: And don't let my lips touch your cheek. Unplete your long,
• 52:19
  Speaker 2: gold waving hair. Stand angry and fairy like fair, and
• 52:24
  Speaker 2: be just as once you have been, my princess of
• 52:27
  Speaker 2: sweet seventeen. Oh dearest, I see by your smile you
• 52:32
  Speaker 2: think me so cruel and vile. I read in your
• 52:37
  Speaker 2: eyes filled with gloom. A lily once faded can't bloom.
• 52:41
  Speaker 2: A beautiful dream will not make one happy when one
• 52:44
  Speaker 2: is awake. But dearest, if this be the truth, why
• 52:48
  Speaker 2: claim the dead love of my youth? End of poem.
• 52:54
  Speaker 2: This recording is in the public domain.
• 53:02
  Speaker 5: Two by Philip Max Raskin Read four LibriVox dot org.
• 53:12
  Speaker 5: Buy Stefan despise the blazing day, but greet the single
• 53:23
  Speaker 5: ray that comes across your way and slowly fades away,
• 53:31
  Speaker 5: its memory endures. And when the night is stark and lifeless,
• 53:39
  Speaker 5: dumb and dark, a stray note from a lark, a
• 53:45
  Speaker 5: falling star, a spark, Oh, greet them, they are years.
• 53:56
  Speaker 5: End of poem. This recording is in the public domain.
• 54:06
  Speaker 2: Burning love Letters by Philip Max Raskin read for LibriVox
• 54:11
  Speaker 2: dot Org by Scott McMullen Love Letters A bundle I
• 54:17
  Speaker 2: threw into the flames silently I witness burning precious names.
• 54:24
  Speaker 2: Here is charming Olga time, Oh how it flies, features
• 54:29
  Speaker 2: half forgotten, can't forget her eyes. Here is little florence
• 54:35
  Speaker 2: as in days of old, lips like fresh plucked cherries hair,
• 54:40
  Speaker 2: A wave of gold now comes dainty, queeny, fairy, like
• 54:46
  Speaker 2: a maid, hours of bliss. She gave me years of
• 54:51
  Speaker 2: tears I paid. Here is sweetest gracie, purity and mirth.
• 54:57
  Speaker 2: Tell me not that angels walk, not on this earth.
• 55:02
  Speaker 2: All my dreams and phantoms, one by one come back,
• 55:06
  Speaker 2: all my dreams and phantoms turning red, then black blossoms
• 55:13
  Speaker 2: of the garden of my restless youth, bleached and faded portraits,
• 55:19
  Speaker 2: shadows of life's truth. Now at last comes Annie from
• 55:24
  Speaker 2: my place. I start wicked flames. Oh spare it, Why
• 55:28
  Speaker 2: this cost a heart? Spare it? Pray, Oh spare it.
• 55:32
  Speaker 2: Just a moment, wait my hand, I stretch to save it.
• 55:36
  Speaker 2: Alas too late, too late. End of poem. This recording
• 55:44
  Speaker 2: is in the public domain.
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  Speaker 1: I Love You by Philip Max Raskin read for LibriVox
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  Speaker 1: dot Org by Lurie Wilson. To esther, what is love?
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  Speaker 1: You asked me, child, And in doubt you gazed and
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  Speaker 1: smiled for your heart. Your virgin heart still is safe
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  Speaker 1: from Cupid's dart. But there soon will come a day
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  Speaker 1: when I love you, you will say, when of men
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  Speaker 1: beneath the sun, one will be your only one. Wondrous
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  Speaker 1: things will happen then, which will alter world and men,
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  Speaker 1: which will make in chorus sing bird and breeze and
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  Speaker 1: brook and spring, and our gloom bespotted globe, make it
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  Speaker 1: south in radiance robe, make the heavens chant o him
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  Speaker 1: like your heart, to him, to him, sweetly, sad and
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  Speaker 1: sadly sweet they I love you will repeat, I love you.
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  Speaker 1: I love you, my sweetheart. The earth and the heaven
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  Speaker 1: will sing, I love you. I love you, my sweetheart,
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  Speaker 1: as lilies loved you in the spring. I love you.
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  Speaker 1: I love you, my sweetheart. For you, day and night
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  Speaker 1: do I long. I love you. I love you, my sweetheart.
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  Speaker 1: For love is life's beautiful song. Yes, my child, it
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  Speaker 1: may seem strange, but in truth the world will change, greener,
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  Speaker 1: will be field and dell sweeter. Will the roses smell bright,
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  Speaker 1: Will the heavens shine, and your heart will sweetly pine.
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  Speaker 1: Then a sparklet from the skies will be kindled in
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  Speaker 1: your eyes. Ah, my child, that very spark let the
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  Speaker 1: world when worlds were dark. When Jehovah made our earth
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  Speaker 1: frail like infants after birth, he upon it gazed and smiled,
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  Speaker 1: said I love you to his child. Yes, my darling,
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  Speaker 1: do not deem that love's path is one fair dream.
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  Speaker 1: That your lover's smile or glance will of life make
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  Speaker 1: one long trance. That each day and all life long,
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  Speaker 1: you will hear that magic song, ever sore and rapturous mirth,
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  Speaker 1: never heed our care war on earth. That to love
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  Speaker 1: means hence to live, all, to take, and not to give.
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  Speaker 1: I love you, I love you, my sweetheart. For comfort
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  Speaker 1: and pleasure. I crave I love you. I love you,
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  Speaker 1: my sweetheart, that you be my gold fettered slave. I
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  Speaker 1: love you. I love you, by sweetheart. Do you from
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  Speaker 1: on high I look down? I love you. I love
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  Speaker 1: you by sweetheart. Then I am your kingdom and crown. Nay,
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  Speaker 1: I love you does not mean I shall be your
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  Speaker 1: mistress queen. You shall serve me night and day, slave
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  Speaker 1: and toil my whims. Obey, child, I love you rather
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  Speaker 1: means all the crowns of all the queens. I shall gladly,
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  Speaker 1: gladly give with my chosen one to live. I will
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  Speaker 1: bring you comfort, rest, nestling at your faithful breast, Make
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  Speaker 1: your home a godly shrine where your honor will be mine.
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  Speaker 1: Be a mother and a wife, be a friend and
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  Speaker 1: a mate in life. Are for you a woman's wealth, beauty,
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  Speaker 1: faith and youth and health, And if need be rock
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  Speaker 1: night long, my sick baby with a song. Child, I
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  Speaker 1: love you means to you, I shall forever be true
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  Speaker 1: with my lover, husband friend. I shall go to Earth's
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  Speaker 1: far end and a cottage small and dim, will a
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  Speaker 1: palace be with him? Yea, I love you, joy and care.
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  Speaker 1: I with you will ever share want a rich's shame
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  Speaker 1: or pride. You will find me by your side.
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  Speaker 2: Child.
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  Speaker 1: I love you means no chain. Shall our sacred love
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  Speaker 1: restrain as the stars and as the sea. Be it pure,
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  Speaker 1: and be it free. Be it to the kindling fire,
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  Speaker 1: that to great deeds shall inspire from this day until
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  Speaker 1: life's end. You my faithful guide and friend. I love you.
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  Speaker 1: I love you, my sweetheart. With you, I will fearlessly go.
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  Speaker 1: I love you. I love you, my sweetheart. Through sorrow
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  Speaker 1: and worry and woe. I love you. I love you,
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  Speaker 1: my sweetheart. For better or worse, you are mine. I
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  Speaker 1: love you. I love you, my sweetheart. My love is unselfish, divine, such,
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  Speaker 1: my darling, is true love that makes Heaven smile above,
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  Speaker 1: that makes angels bless the day. When I love you,
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  Speaker 1: you must say in a poem. This recording is in
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  Speaker 1: the public domain. End of Love and Longing by Philip
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  Speaker 1: Max Raskin