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White April-Harold Vinal · Daddy-Long-Legs

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  Speaker 1: Part one Golden Windows of White April by Harold Vinyl.
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  Speaker 1: This is a LibriVox recording. All LibriVox recordings or in
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  Speaker 1: the public domain. For more information or to volunteer, please
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  Speaker 1: visit libribox dot org. Read by Lore Wide April by
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  Speaker 1: Harold Vinyl. Chapter one My own, Oh, I must answer
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  Speaker 1: to a name, and live upon a certain street, and
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  Speaker 1: stairs within a dingy house, must bear the burden of
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  Speaker 1: my feet. Still, when the night is dim and sweet
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  Speaker 1: in dreams, I roam the silent hills, where aisles of shadow,
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  Speaker 1: vague with light, are petalled soft with daffodils. I foot
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  Speaker 1: it through the silver dark. I shout aloud to field
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  Speaker 1: and tree, and all this gypsy heart of me is longing,
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  Speaker 1: longing to be free. Oh, I must answer to a
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  Speaker 1: name and live upon a certain street. But who shall
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  Speaker 1: take my dreams from me? Or keep my life from
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  Speaker 1: being sweet? End of chapter one, Chapter two of White
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  Speaker 1: April by Harold's Vinyl. This libribox recording is in the
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  Speaker 1: public domain. Candle, I will light my candle before night
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  Speaker 1: comes on. A room is a dreary place, and forlorn
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  Speaker 1: I will light the tiny flame so it sputter brightly.
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  Speaker 1: For ghost of lonely things trouble me Nightly, I will
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  Speaker 1: shut my ears lest I here again, wind crying in
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  Speaker 1: the hall, rain on the pane. I will light my
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  Speaker 1: candle before night comes on. A room is a dreary place.
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  Speaker 1: Now love has gone. End of chapter two, chapter three
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  Speaker 1: of White April by Harold Vinel. This libribox recording is
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  Speaker 1: in the public domain. To persephone no more, you weave
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  Speaker 1: persephone gowns the colors of the sea. Your ivory fingers
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  Speaker 1: now are still, and your grave a grassy hill. But
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  Speaker 1: everywhere songs are sung. They sing of you who died
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  Speaker 1: so young, And lads and lassies passing by place Bergamot,
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  Speaker 1: where you lie. No more you weave persephone gowns. The
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  Speaker 1: colors of the sea, emerald, chris of praise, and blue
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  Speaker 1: that looked beautiful on you. But everywhere songs are sung.
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  Speaker 1: They sing of you, who died so young. End of
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  Speaker 1: chapter three, chapter four of White April by Harald Vinyl.
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  Speaker 1: This libribox recording is in the public domain. Window. From
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  Speaker 1: my window, I see tall trees in a row, rhododendron,
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  Speaker 1: and flocks, spicy things that blow all of beauty there
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  Speaker 1: through four little panes, clumps of columbine wet with the reins.
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  Speaker 1: Through my window. I see life pass by me, Colin
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  Speaker 1: and Christopher, Rose and Charity. End of chapter four, chapter
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  Speaker 1: five of White April by Harold Vinyl. Tokens. In memory
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  Speaker 1: of this and that, I'll wear a starry hood and
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  Speaker 1: set a bowl upon the stoop and light the wood.
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  Speaker 1: In memory of laughter. I'll dance no more, but hide
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  Speaker 1: my gown and feathers behind a dark door. In memory
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  Speaker 1: of sorrow. I'll take them out again and put a
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  Speaker 1: ribbon in my hair and dance down a lane. End
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  Speaker 1: of chapter five, chapter six of White April by Harold Vinyl.
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  Speaker 1: This libribox recording is in the public domain. Forgotten. How
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  Speaker 1: can I remember autumn and pain when trees hold dreams
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  Speaker 1: in their arms again? How can my heart break till
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  Speaker 1: it cries? The joy of summer has made me wise.
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  Speaker 1: I can't remember what hurt me so autumn and winter
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  Speaker 1: were so long ago. End of chapter six, Chapter seven
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  Speaker 1: of White April by Harold Vinyl. This libribox recording is
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  Speaker 1: in the public domain. Query. I am bound by twilight,
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  Speaker 1: I am chained by snow. I am held a captive
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  Speaker 1: to the winds that blow, but the careless people lack
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  Speaker 1: as they go by, blind to all the wonder of
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  Speaker 1: the earth and sky, death to all the music falling
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  Speaker 1: over me? Is it they are captive? And that I
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  Speaker 1: am free? End of chapter seven, Chapter eight of White
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  Speaker 1: April by Harold Vinyl. This libribox recording is in the
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  Speaker 1: public domain. Deborah speaks, the candles I keep burning above
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  Speaker 1: the door, or in memory of those who pass no
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  Speaker 1: more Faith and Caroline, Rose and Margaret, I like candles
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  Speaker 1: there lest the heart forget. I keep candles flaming, lest
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  Speaker 1: one strep on call. I forget that they ever lived
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  Speaker 1: at all. End of chapter eight, Chapter nine of White
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  Speaker 1: April by Harold Vinyl. This libribox recording is in the
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  Speaker 1: public domain. Lesbia sewing stitches over and over so the
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  Speaker 1: heart won't break. Thrust the needle under for sorrow's sake.
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  Speaker 1: Stitches over and over till the patterns set. Thrust the
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  Speaker 1: needle under so the heart forget. Stitches over and over, needle,
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  Speaker 1: hurry fast till the love of beauty fall for me.
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  Speaker 1: At last, end of chapter nine, Part two. Sonnets for
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  Speaker 1: Weeping of White April by Harold Vinyl. This Libribox recording
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  Speaker 1: is in the public domain. Chapter ten, Late and Soon,
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  Speaker 1: I am so near to grief I needs must weep
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  Speaker 1: for little places, faires camelot, for dusty inns and gardens
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  Speaker 1: long forgot. They haunt me ever, so I cannot sleep.
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  Speaker 1: I am the slave of beauty, late and soon, of
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  Speaker 1: apricots blown into silver rain, held close to tears by
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  Speaker 1: many a shining lane where ghostly birds call wildly to
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  Speaker 1: the moon. Is there, at last an ending to it all?
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  Speaker 1: An end of pedals blown against my face? Can I
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  Speaker 1: not hide myself behind a wall and forget beauty for
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  Speaker 1: a little space, forget all passion that I ever knew?
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  Speaker 1: Old beauty gone? And you and you and you end
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  Speaker 1: of chapter ten, Chapter eleven of White April by Harold Vinel.
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  Speaker 1: This Liberal Box recording is in the public domain. Invocation.
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  Speaker 1: I thought that beauty was forever dead until I saw
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  Speaker 1: a daffodil, a bloom, and two bright tulips in my
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  Speaker 1: garden bed, and silver spills beyond my little room. I
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  Speaker 1: thought that grief would never go from me. Yet now
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  Speaker 1: how wonderful are all the days I am no longer
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  Speaker 1: hurt by misery, but wild with joy and tremulous with praise,
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  Speaker 1: Oh God, let not too many white stars fall, nor
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  Speaker 1: let your bushes bloom in one small hour. I could
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  Speaker 1: not bear the beauty of it all, for I would
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  Speaker 1: pause with awe before each flower, and touch each blossom
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  Speaker 1: with my fingertips, and feel the wind's first sweetness on
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  Speaker 1: my lips. End of chapter eleven, Chapter twelve of White
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  Speaker 1: April by Harold Viney. Know this libribox recording is in
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  Speaker 1: the public domain. Earth lover, Old loveliness has such a
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  Speaker 1: way with me that I am close to tears when
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  Speaker 1: petals fall, and needs must hide my face against the
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  Speaker 1: wall when autumn trees burn red with ecstasy, for I
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  Speaker 1: am haunted by a hundred things and more that I
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  Speaker 1: have seen in April days. I have held stars above
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  Speaker 1: my head and praise. I have worn beauty as two
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  Speaker 1: costly rings. Alas how short a state does beauty keep?
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  Speaker 1: Then let me clasp it wildly to my heart and
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  Speaker 1: hurt myself until I am a part of all its rapture.
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  Speaker 1: Then turned back to sleep, remembering through all the dusty years,
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  Speaker 1: what sudden wonder brought me close to tears. End of
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  Speaker 1: chapter twelve, Chapter thirteen of White April. By Harold Vinyl.
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  Speaker 1: This LibriVox recording is in the public domain. After dusk
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  Speaker 1: by day, no singing beauty wakes in me. My soul
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  Speaker 1: is silent as a silver dell, where voiceless winds speak
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  Speaker 1: only of farewell, and cloistered flowers dwell in secrecy. Shaken
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  Speaker 1: with woe, I hide against my heart. Sweetness and loveliness,
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  Speaker 1: and meadowed rain and swallow beauty may has brought a
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  Speaker 1: gain dream. Still they lie alain, untouched apart. But when
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  Speaker 1: day undesired, falls asleep, dreaming on hills where shaking stars
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  Speaker 1: look down. I roam cool misted veils beyond the town
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  Speaker 1: and cry my love of beauty till I weep the
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  Speaker 1: glowing trees so faint that no one hears, drop veils
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  Speaker 1: of shadow down to hide my tears. End of chapter
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  Speaker 1: thirteen Chapter fourteen of White April by Harold Vinyl. This
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  Speaker 1: LibriVox recording is in the public domain. Years ending, Oh,
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  Speaker 1: I could weep my heart out late and soon for
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  Speaker 1: dear and lovely things. I would forget a blur of
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  Speaker 1: silver bills that burned at noon, a clump of daffodils
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  Speaker 1: in Mignonette. April's remembered that come back no more to
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  Speaker 1: haunt my gardens, where the tulips bloom and banished summer's
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  Speaker 1: flaming at my door. When haunted, moonlight streamed into my room.
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  Speaker 1: At times the thought of so much loveliness drops for
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  Speaker 1: me strangely, like the end of grief. Then suddenly I
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  Speaker 1: feel the wind's caress, or a wild tree lets fall
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  Speaker 1: a lyric leaf. The thought of you drifts from an
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  Speaker 1: ancient spring, and I near weep again, remembering end of
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  Speaker 1: chapter fourteen fifteen of White April by Harold Vinyl. This
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  Speaker 1: libribox recording is in the public domain. Autumn afternoon, Old
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  Speaker 1: loveliness returned this afternoon to break my heart and make
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  Speaker 1: me weep aloud. I had forgotten autumn came so soon
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  Speaker 1: with a blur of golden leaf and jeweled cloud. Here
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  Speaker 1: Once wild scarlet tulips used to blow, and daffodils wave
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  Speaker 1: lightly in the spring, and lovely spicewood bushes burn and glow,
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  Speaker 1: and april trees spill april blossoming. Now the last birds
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  Speaker 1: go winging down the air, and children's laughter and a
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  Speaker 1: scrap of song blown from a shivering pipe. Nothing lasts long,
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  Speaker 1: not even April that was once so fair. Oh, how
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  Speaker 1: it hurts to see the wild trees thinned and springs
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  Speaker 1: dear beauty falling in the wind. End of chapter fifteen,
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  Speaker 1: chapter sixteen of White April by Harold Vinyl. This liver
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  Speaker 1: box recording is in the public domain. Eminescence. Slowly I
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  Speaker 1: pass among the blowing flowers, catching my breath at their
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  Speaker 1: beauty as I go. Familiar sweetness strifts across the hours,
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  Speaker 1: keen lovely sweetness intimate as well. Yet by tomorrow all
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  Speaker 1: the roses blown will be a sea of crimson on
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  Speaker 1: the grass, and the naked trees will shudder at the
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  Speaker 1: moan of glowing winds that wake them as they pass. In.
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  Speaker 1: So much wise, love will vanish as the night each
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  Speaker 1: word of joy that you have sung to me. The
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  Speaker 1: years will silence with their dark delight, and the wild
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  Speaker 1: soaring after ecstasy, will be a lyric bird that dares
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  Speaker 1: the sky, only to fall to earth when storms beat
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  Speaker 1: by end of chapter sixteen, chapter seventeen of White April
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  Speaker 1: by Harold Finel. This libribox recording is in the public domain. Pity, Oh,
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  Speaker 1: do not pity me, because I gave my heart when
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  Speaker 1: lovely April with a gust, swept down the singing lanes
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  Speaker 1: like a cool wave. And do not pity me because
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  Speaker 1: I thrust aside your love that once burned as a flame.
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  Speaker 1: I was as thirsty as a windy flower that bears
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  Speaker 1: its bosom to the summer shower and to the unremembered
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  Speaker 1: winds that came. Pity me most for moments yet to be,
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  Speaker 1: in the far years, when some day I shall turn
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  Speaker 1: towards this strong path up to our little door and
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  Speaker 1: find it barred. To all my ecstasy. No sound of
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  Speaker 1: your warm voice. The winds have borne only the crying
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  Speaker 1: sea upon the shore. End of Chapter seventeen, Chapter eighteen
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  Speaker 1: of White April, by Harold's final This slipperbox recording is
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  Speaker 1: in the public domain. Earth memory. The Earth remembers many
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  Speaker 1: an April blown to lyric beauty on a lovely hill,
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  Speaker 1: and many a golden hour she has known comes back
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  Speaker 1: to haunt her with old wonder. Still the Earth remembers
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  Speaker 1: things she knew of your summers that old and lovers
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  Speaker 1: have forgot. The way of silver rain upon a shore,
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  Speaker 1: and little towns as fair as camelot. The earth has
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  Speaker 1: moon kissed beauty and to spare while I weep long
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  Speaker 1: for love. A thing is frail as blue spills, blown
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  Speaker 1: high in a sudden gale. The space of weeping is
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  Speaker 1: too great to bear, blow by a whirl of petaled blossoming.
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  Speaker 1: So I forget to weep with wondering. End of chapter eighteen,
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  Speaker 1: Part three of Mariner of White April by Harold Minel.
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  Speaker 1: This Libribox recording is in the public domain. Chapter nineteen,
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  Speaker 1: Sea Longing, You who are inland born, know not the
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  Speaker 1: pain of one who longs for gray dunes in the seas,
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  Speaker 1: and sound of ebbing tide and windy rain, and sea mused,
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  Speaker 1: crying down immensities. You who are inland born, know not
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  Speaker 1: the urge of raptides beating, passionate and wild. Nor have
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  Speaker 1: you thrilled with wonder at the surge of drifting water wayward.
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  Speaker 1: As a child impetuous, I seek the eager sea, imperious
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  Speaker 1: for joy and wind blown spray. You who are city
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  Speaker 1: beaten every day, what do you know of mirth and ecstasy?
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  Speaker 1: Sirsty wind has journeyed from the south and laid a cool,
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  Speaker 1: wet finger on your mouth. End of chapter nineteen. Chapter
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  Speaker 1: twenty of White April by Harold Vinyl. This libribox recording
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  Speaker 1: is in the public domain. Exiled, I will remember to
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  Speaker 1: the very last the look of ships upon a quiet sea,
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  Speaker 1: Each windy sail, each spar and slender mast must linger.
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  Speaker 1: Ever in my memory, I will remember hills and harbor
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  Speaker 1: ways and bright lagoons. Though I long to forget enchanted
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  Speaker 1: islands green as crystal praise, and lonely nights of rose
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  Speaker 1: and violet. Men who have known such splendid things as
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  Speaker 1: these can never quite forget what they have learned. Their
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  Speaker 1: thoughts must always be of secret seas, or of dim
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  Speaker 1: places where the moonlight burned, always the sound of wind
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  Speaker 1: moans in their ears, or rush of waters under ghostly peers.
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  Speaker 1: End of chapter twenty Chapter twenty one of White April
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  Speaker 1: by Harold Vinel. This LibriVox recording is in the public
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  Speaker 1: domain of mariners. You who have known the changes of
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  Speaker 1: the sea and mark the tides, and watched each wistful star,
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  Speaker 1: You who have known old ships, each mast and s are,
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  Speaker 1: can only know what such things mean to me. You
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  Speaker 1: who have known the quiet mystery of lovely islands in
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  Speaker 1: a glowing bay, know what it is that haunts me
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  Speaker 1: night and day. A ghost of things that will not
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  Speaker 1: let me be, For they who know such things must
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  Speaker 1: always dream of wind and tide and barks that they
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  Speaker 1: have known, old schooners lying where the town lights gleam,
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  Speaker 1: a tall ship sailing by at dawn alone, they who
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  Speaker 1: have felt the wind upon their lips, their speech must
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  Speaker 1: always be of sea or ships. End of chapter twenty one,
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  Speaker 1: chapter twenty two of White April by Harold Vinel. This
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  Speaker 1: liprivox recording is in the public domain. Old ships. What
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  Speaker 1: memories hang round about the spars of splendid ships that
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  Speaker 1: come to port no more? What dreams of moonlit seas
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  Speaker 1: and lovely stars? What sound of waters on a wooden floor?
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  Speaker 1: Something remembered from an ancient day comes back to haunt
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  Speaker 1: them when the evening falls. The cry of gleaming birds
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  Speaker 1: from far away, the moan of winds around their whitened walls.
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  Speaker 1: Something survives to make them wistful still of silver harbors
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  Speaker 1: that they knew of yore, of midnight quiet by a
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  Speaker 1: secret hill of shining lights upon a singing shore, perchance
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  Speaker 1: a ghostly gull against the sky, or white sail at
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  Speaker 1: twilight flashing by end of chapter twenty two, Chapter twenty
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  Speaker 1: three of White April by Harold Vinel. This libribox recording
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  Speaker 1: is in the public domain. Little Song put a fence
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  Speaker 1: about my house. It matters not to me if from
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  Speaker 1: the highest window I cannot watch the sea. Scince the
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  Speaker 1: rooms with flowers. You may leave them there. If no
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  Speaker 1: salty sea wind wanders there, leave tall candles. Burning house
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  Speaker 1: can be a grave if it's far from water and
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  Speaker 1: a breaking wave. End of chapter twenty three Chapter twenty
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  Speaker 1: four of White April by Harold Binel. The slipper box
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  Speaker 1: recording is in the public domain. The sea remembers. The
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  Speaker 1: sea remembers things she knew of your ships that have
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  Speaker 1: flowered on her lovely breast, and secret islands silvered by ashore.
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  Speaker 1: The cry of winds that mocked her with a jest
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  Speaker 1: remembered beauty comes to haunt her still, a ghostly sail
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  Speaker 1: blown by an even fall, a singing bird above a
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  Speaker 1: starry hill. In haunted hours, she remembers all she cannot
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  Speaker 1: quite forget, these wistful things, barges that were her lovers,
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  Speaker 1: and old days, and golden argacies with lifted wings, and
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  Speaker 1: splendid schooners that sailed down her bays, always she dreams
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  Speaker 1: of masts and wooden spars, or a tall ship that
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  Speaker 1: passed beneath the stars. End of chapter twenty four, chapter
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  Speaker 1: twenty five of White April by Harold Vinyl. This LibriVox
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  Speaker 1: recording is in the public domain. Rumors. There is a
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  Speaker 1: rumor when each ship returns of ghostly harbors that it
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  Speaker 1: touched at dawn, of blue lagoons where lifted beauty burns
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  Speaker 1: shore lines towards which its wooden spars have gone. There
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  Speaker 1: is a rumor of disastrous days and nights by quiet
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  Speaker 1: islands near a town of wine red hills, beyond the waterways,
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  Speaker 1: where both the moon and lovely stars look down. Now
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  Speaker 1: do they dream beneath the april sky? Of olden time
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  Speaker 1: and golden circumstance of ancient summers ended like a dance,
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  Speaker 1: and mad adventures now a memory, a secret flower lying
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  Speaker 1: on their breast, the wind dropped down upon an old,
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  Speaker 1: old quest. End of chapter twenty five, chapter twenty six
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  Speaker 1: of White April by Harold Vinel. This libribox recording is
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  Speaker 1: in the public domain. Let me Lie, Let me lie
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  Speaker 1: in an unremembered place with sorrel red about me and
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  Speaker 1: currants swaying, Let the cool darkness fall upon my face.
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  Speaker 1: I only want to hear waves playing. I only ask
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  Speaker 1: this thing. Sound of the sea, clean water shifting under
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  Speaker 1: a granite ledge, spindrift flying wildly by a tree, the
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  Speaker 1: sound of the wind among the sedge. Life must go
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  Speaker 1: on tomorrow and tomorrow, night following night, and day following day.
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  Speaker 1: Give me the one thing life that I desire. The
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  Speaker 1: sound of wheeling goals and waves at play. End of
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  Speaker 1: Chapter twenty six, Part four White Glamor of White April
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  Speaker 1: by Herald Vinyl. This LibriVox recording is in the public domain.
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  Speaker 1: Chapter twenty seven. You came to me. You came to
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  Speaker 1: me with darkness as a lute on which you played
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  Speaker 1: strange melodies to woomy. You came with cymbals and wild
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  Speaker 1: timbreling with golden harmonies. Did you pursue me upon a
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  Speaker 1: pipe of lovely shivering reeds? You strung your arabesques like filigrees.
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  Speaker 1: The notes were kisses blown to touch my lips, as
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  Speaker 1: warm as rain upon pomegranate trees. You came to me
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  Speaker 1: with darkness as a lute, a twirl of tears to woomy,
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  Speaker 1: and your eyes you brought me death and beauty. I
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  Speaker 1: was mute. Now I do hunger for you, oh most wise.
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  Speaker 1: End of chapter twenty seven Chapter twenty eight of White
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  Speaker 1: April by Harold Vinyl. This libribox recording is in the
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  Speaker 1: public domain. The House of Dust. When this our love
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  Speaker 1: at last, is buried low beneath the flaming streets of
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  Speaker 1: a dark city, and other hearts, forget to scoff and
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  Speaker 1: pity our lovely dream that burned as deep as well,
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  Speaker 1: we shall arise again and gladly turn down these far
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  Speaker 1: dew drenched veils we tread today, and wander where the
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  Speaker 1: rain kissed boughs of may, shed streaming perfume over starry fern.
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  Speaker 1: No one will see your guests that we are there,
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  Speaker 1: who spoke their last farewell above our dust. When our
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  Speaker 1: rushed voices ended all surprise and bitter silence for a moment,
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  Speaker 1: thrust dead waves across your beauty, burning fair and petaled
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  Speaker 1: flowers over your sweet eyes. End of chapter twenty eight
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  Speaker 1: Chapter twenty nine of White April by Harold Vinyl. This
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  Speaker 1: libribox recording is in the public domain. The Nights remember,
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  Speaker 1: The Knights remember lovely things they knew the words of
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  Speaker 1: lovers tremulous and wise, and kisses blown and laughter in
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  Speaker 1: the beauty of glowing eyes. The knights remember hours white
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  Speaker 1: with wonder, lipped with red stars, and strangely luminous, perchance beloved.
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  Speaker 1: When the years have lengthened, they will remember us. End
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  Speaker 1: of chapter twenty nine, Chapter thirty of White April by
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  Speaker 1: Harold Vinel. This LibriVox recording is in the public domain. Unbound.
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  Speaker 1: Shelter me from loving you lest it grow too great
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  Speaker 1: to bear. Put a silence to my song, lest it
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  Speaker 1: sing you everywhere. Let me be a common hour er,
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  Speaker 1: a careless word. Pluck me as you would a flower,
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  Speaker 1: Cage me as you would a bird, For I praise
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  Speaker 1: you everywhere. Shout your wonder down the street. Bind me
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  Speaker 1: so I may not dare leave you sweet. End of
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  Speaker 1: chapter thirty, Chapter thirty one of White April by Herald Vinyl.
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  Speaker 1: This Liberal Box recording is in the public domain. Talisman.
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  Speaker 1: I shall remember you in years to be as June's
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  Speaker 1: first rose, or as a golden bough, And all this
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  Speaker 1: beauty that we gather now will be a song or
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  Speaker 1: a dear memory. I shall remember you as mists that
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  Speaker 1: blow across reluctant fields where no sounds are, and grief
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  Speaker 1: dark night will wear a splendid star because of the
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  Speaker 1: enchanted things. I know the peace of all your preciousness
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  Speaker 1: will make each hour of pain an hour of loveliness.
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  Speaker 1: For some remembered call or faint caress will startle me
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  Speaker 1: and make my soul awake. So I forget that woe
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  Speaker 1: is terrible, remembering that love is beautiful. And of Chapter
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  Speaker 1: thirty one, chapter thirty two of White April by Harold Vinyl.
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  Speaker 1: This LibriVox recording is in the public domain. Little Death,
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  Speaker 1: your love died for me like rain and hollow. Suddenly
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  Speaker 1: there was no cry for me to follow all that
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  Speaker 1: was dear and sweet, last last December. Now is a
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  Speaker 1: little poem. You can't remember your love died for me
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  Speaker 1: like mist on a bow. Well, since I must forget,
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  Speaker 1: I will somehow. End of chapter thirty two, Chapter thirty
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  Speaker 1: three of White April by Harold Vinyl. This libribox recording
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  Speaker 1: is in the public domain. Rosemary, for the thought of you,
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  Speaker 1: I'll wind up the clock, sweep the floor, and turn
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  Speaker 1: the lock. For the thought of you, I'll put on
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  Speaker 1: a gown, a ribbon or two and go to town
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  Speaker 1: for the thought of you. I'll talk to strange folk
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  Speaker 1: and smile merrily though my heart's broke. End of chapter
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  Speaker 1: thirty three, Chapter thirty four of White April by Harold Vinyl.
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  Speaker 1: This libribox recording is in the public domain. Moonlight magic.
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  Speaker 1: Moonlight is magic when a day is gone for shivering
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  Speaker 1: silver hangs upon each flower. Here where old lovers wandered
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  Speaker 1: once forlorn, the trees are blown to beauty in an hour.
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  Speaker 1: Flowers and moonlight these shall ever dwell a part of
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  Speaker 1: beauty on each secret hill, and whispered words that lovers
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  Speaker 1: dared not tell will be the birth of many a daffodil.
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  Speaker 1: Nor shall there be an ending to it all. For
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  Speaker 1: always music shall drift down the air, and shining petals
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  Speaker 1: tremble by a wall, and olden loveliness pass unaway, where
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  Speaker 1: we who wear moonlight now, like flower and grass in
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  Speaker 1: later years will bring new things to pass. End of
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  Speaker 1: chapter thirty four, Chapter thirty five of White April by
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  Speaker 1: Harold Vinyl. The slipper box recording is in the public domain. Vision.
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  Speaker 1: I put my dream away, my dream of you, a
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  Speaker 1: lonely little dream of star and dew. Now you can
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  Speaker 1: only see wild april skies. When you look deep into
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  Speaker 1: my sober eyes, so sorrowfully sad, their look shall be
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  Speaker 1: your heart will never guess what made them see. End
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  Speaker 1: of chapter thirty five. Chapter thirty six of White April
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  Speaker 1: by Harold Vinyl. This LibriVox recording is in the public domain.
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  Speaker 1: Song of Young Love. I made my love a palanquin
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  Speaker 1: from wood of Lebanon. The seats were all of purple
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  Speaker 1: and ivory from the dawn, for she who was to
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  Speaker 1: write it was fair to look upon. I made my
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  Speaker 1: love a palanquin inlaid with filigrees. The cushions were of
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  Speaker 1: river blue and color from the seas, and there were
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  Speaker 1: slaves to bear it dark as pomegranate trees. I made
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  Speaker 1: my love a palanquin. The ceiling overhead was silver and wild,
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  Speaker 1: olive and and red. I did not dream that it
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  Speaker 1: would be a place for young love dead. End of
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  Speaker 1: chapter thirty six, Part five Overtures of White April by
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  Speaker 1: Herald Finl. This LibriVox recording is in the public domain.
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  Speaker 1: Chapter thirty seven. Buried deeper far than dead men lie
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  Speaker 1: have I buried thoughts of you underneath cool grasses and
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  Speaker 1: a night green hue. Never shall the starlings wake things
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  Speaker 1: that lie so deep, Never shall the sunlight stir thoughts
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  Speaker 1: asleep deeper far than dead men lie shape and withdrawn,
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  Speaker 1: I have buried thoughts of you from another dawn. End
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  Speaker 1: of chapter thirty seven Chapter thirty eight of White April
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  Speaker 1: by Harold Finel. This libribox recording is in the public domain. Glimpses.
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  Speaker 1: I saw a star flame in the sky. I heard
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  Speaker 1: a wild bird sing, and down were all the foestirred, another,
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  Speaker 1: answering all Suddenly I felt the gleam that made my
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  Speaker 1: faith revive. Oh God, it takes such simple things to
• 41:49
  Speaker 1: keep the soul alive. End of chapter thirty eight. Chapter
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  Speaker 1: thirty nine of White April by Harold Vinyl. This libribox
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  Speaker 1: recording is in the public domain. Pastoral. The air is
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  Speaker 1: thin and sweet with sounds I do not hear. Somewhere
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  Speaker 1: beauty blows as it does each year. Somewhere laughter calls
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  Speaker 1: down a country lane, But I hear the shriek of
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  Speaker 1: a noisy train. Somewhere lovers wait for maids undoubtedly wait
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  Speaker 1: for a word, a kiss that belong to me. End
• 42:45
  Speaker 1: of chapter thirty nine, Chapter forty of White April by
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  Speaker 1: Harold Vinyl. This libribox recording is in the public domain.
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  Speaker 1: Death comes, Death comes in a night. All that we cherish,
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  Speaker 1: beauty and laughter soon perish, Death comes in a day.
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  Speaker 1: How's yourself well? Colin Beatrice Isabel? End of chapter forty
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  Speaker 1: chapter forty one of White April by Harold Vinyl. This
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  Speaker 1: libribox recording is in the public domain. Old things, songs
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  Speaker 1: that I have loved come back to me. One cannot
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  Speaker 1: forget a bird or the crying sea. Words that I
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  Speaker 1: have loved give the heart no rest. Always they he
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  Speaker 1: like flowers on the breast faces I have loved, eyes
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  Speaker 1: that gave no sign. Did the soul behind them yearn
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  Speaker 1: as much as mine? End of chapter forty one, chapter
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  Speaker 1: forty two of White April by Harold Vinyl. This LibriVox
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  Speaker 1: recording is in the public domain. Music tides, tides of
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  Speaker 1: old music? What do you sing out in the darkness
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  Speaker 1: like a bird? Listen and I will tell to you
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  Speaker 1: the unspeakable word? Tides of old music? What do you
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  Speaker 1: cry out where the warm stars flame? Ben low? And
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  Speaker 1: I will whisper you the unspeakable name. End of chapter
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  Speaker 1: four two, chapter forty three of White April by Harold Vinel.
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  Speaker 1: This libribox recording is in the public domain. Sure, tie,
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  Speaker 1: do not weep for her who lies in the silences,
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  Speaker 1: For she knew both youth and age, and grew tired
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  Speaker 1: of these. Do not weep, for she was glad to
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  Speaker 1: share the quiet earth, who grew weary of such things
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  Speaker 1: as joy and mirth. Weep only for yourself, who pass unsatisfied.
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  Speaker 1: You have much to learn from her who so gladly died.
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  Speaker 1: End of chapter forty three, Chapter forty four of White
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  Speaker 1: April by Harold Vinyl. This libri box recording is in
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  Speaker 1: the public domain. Miser, I have seen many things too
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  Speaker 1: beautiful for words, twilights tremulous with mist birds. I have
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  Speaker 1: heard music that was to me soft as the clinging
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  Speaker 1: fingers of the sea. I have known many things. Now
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  Speaker 1: I am old. I am a miser, counting my gold.
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  Speaker 1: End of chapter forty four. End of Why April by
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  Speaker 1: Harold Vinyl.