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Contrasted Songs - Marian Longfellow · Daddy-Long-Legs

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  Speaker 1: A Song of the Sea by Marrying Longfellow, read for
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  Speaker 1: Librevox dot Org by Larry Wilson. The mystic sea is
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  Speaker 1: singing its golden song to me. I bend to catch
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  Speaker 1: its murmur in silent ecstasy, till as the music wringeth
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  Speaker 1: in sweet and solemn tone, and answering echo waketh a
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  Speaker 1: music all mine own. The sea sing softly, softly upon
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  Speaker 1: my listening ear, and still its notes fall ever in cadence,
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  Speaker 1: full and clear. The song that waxeth stronger within my
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  Speaker 1: beating heart seems but a second mature seems of the
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  Speaker 1: sea apart, and far from all the burdens that the
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  Speaker 1: day brings in its train. My soul hath found elysium
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  Speaker 1: renews its youth again. I hear the golden billows beat
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  Speaker 1: on the rock bound shore, and still my heart is
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  Speaker 1: singing that sweet song. Ore, and o'er o happy youth.
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  Speaker 1: How quickly the sands of life have run, the shades
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  Speaker 1: of eve are falling air, Yet the day is done.
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  Speaker 1: The golden sea eternal beats loud and strong and free,
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  Speaker 1: and bears upon its bosom a joy eternally in a poem.
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  Speaker 1: This recording is in the public domain. The Spirit of
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  Speaker 1: the Water by Marian Longfellow read for LibriVox dot Org
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  Speaker 1: by Larry Wilson. Tis the spirit of the water. It
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  Speaker 1: breathes upon the sea as a phantom in its motions,
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  Speaker 1: it glides mysteriously. I see the snow clad islands that
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  Speaker 1: deck the Opal Bay, and the spirit of the water,
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  Speaker 1: now robed in mist and spray. The charm that clings
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  Speaker 1: eternal to ocean fills my soul as mist wreathed waves
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  Speaker 1: and grandeur pass on unto their goal. Ye phantoms of
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  Speaker 1: life's ocean, How like the mist, Ye seem as backward
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  Speaker 1: turneth memory across life's glow and gleam. For ye figure
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  Speaker 1: forth life's pleasures, its cares, its tears and pain, and
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  Speaker 1: recall with all their glamor youth's joyous dreams. Again, while
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  Speaker 1: still the fateful presence glides across the wave, nor lifts
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  Speaker 1: its veil of mystery until we reach the grave? Oh speak,
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  Speaker 1: is it endeavor? Or is it blighted faith? Or is
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  Speaker 1: it but the passing of pain? This silent wraith? We
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  Speaker 1: know not, Oh, we know not. Herefore o'er life's restless
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  Speaker 1: see we too glide on as phantoms all this side eternity.
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  Speaker 1: End of poem. This recording is in the public domain.
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  Speaker 1: With the Tide by Marrying Longfellow read for LibriVox dot
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  Speaker 1: Org by Larry Wilson. Calm seas that lie neath summer skies,
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  Speaker 1: and mirror back those skies to me, upon whose breast,
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  Speaker 1: white sails arise and glide like spirits, grand and free,
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  Speaker 1: calm seas beneath whose hidden deep are wonders. Far beyond
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  Speaker 1: my ken, There rocked and murmuring currents sleep the secrets
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  Speaker 1: not reveal'd to men. Peace Like a white winged dove,
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  Speaker 1: descends and hovers o'er the waters, bright, while glory of
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  Speaker 1: the sunset blends with tones of the approaching night. My
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  Speaker 1: glad soul bids thee welcome and goes forth upon the
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  Speaker 1: ocean's tide, far from the care that fills the land,
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  Speaker 1: to where my spirit would abide, till as the cares
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  Speaker 1: of day depart and the glad sea its greeting calls,
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  Speaker 1: I rise, unshackled, strong of heart, and from my life
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  Speaker 1: the burden falls. Thus in the quiet nook I find
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  Speaker 1: all that I longed and sought in vain, in the
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  Speaker 1: world's haunts. My soul to bind and seeking found. But
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  Speaker 1: grief and pain now like a blessing falls thy grace,
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  Speaker 1: Oh grand beloved, glorious sea, Drawn by thy message, face
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  Speaker 1: to face, my longing greets thy mystery in the poem.
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  Speaker 1: This recording is in the public domain.
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  Speaker 2: Grand Manon by Marian Longfellow Readfullybrivox dot Org by Sonya
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  Speaker 2: grand Manon, eighteen eighty one. O Solemn Cliffs of grand Mannon,
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  Speaker 2: in silent might you rise, aspounded by the eternal sea
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  Speaker 2: and by the asure skies, like a proud soul that
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  Speaker 2: stands upon unknown, unloved, unsought. Ye guard your strongholds silently,
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  Speaker 2: through many battles fought. The sea gull sweeps across your wall,
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  Speaker 2: and seaward shapes his course, while at your feet the
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  Speaker 2: waves beat loud, in measure, wild and hoarse. O solemn hides,
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  Speaker 2: Oh grand and calm. Ye hold my heart in thrall,
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  Speaker 2: and not a sound is heard beyond the oceans rise
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  Speaker 2: and fall. But as the waves beat strong and loud
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  Speaker 2: upon your rugged shore, through it the sea's sad monotone
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  Speaker 2: I hear forevermore. The sunset glow hath kissed your heights,
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  Speaker 2: as loth to leave you yet and bathed in glories
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  Speaker 2: red and gold, the eve and you have met the
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  Speaker 2: boat speeds on. We may not stay, but from my
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  Speaker 2: brooding heart your image, while this life remains, can never
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  Speaker 2: more depart. End of poem. This recording is in the
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  Speaker 2: public domain. Lee Ward by Maryan Longfellow raadfullybrivox dot Org
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  Speaker 2: by Sonia lee Ward. O. For the bounding wave and
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  Speaker 2: the salt salt spray on my face, For the sweep
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  Speaker 2: of the filling's sail and its free, untremmeled pace, For
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  Speaker 2: the life that hath no bound to its path, but
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  Speaker 2: the open sea. For the soul as free as air,
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  Speaker 2: that by right belongs to me. For power to cast
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  Speaker 2: aside these fetters, dark and strong, to bound over heaving deep,
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  Speaker 2: and no more to feel the song that cuts through
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  Speaker 2: the quivering heart and the restless soul as well. I
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  Speaker 2: yearn for a fuller life with a might I cannot quell. Oh,
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  Speaker 2: for the bounding wave and the salt salt spray on
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  Speaker 2: my face, For the strength to grasp and hold the
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  Speaker 2: plan of a waning race, For might to compel the
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  Speaker 2: tide in its turn, to serve my will, that my
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  Speaker 2: heart of the fountain deep may drink to the brim
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  Speaker 2: its fill end of poem. This recording is in the
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  Speaker 2: public domain.
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  Speaker 3: A Song in the Evening by Marian Longfellow sang for
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  Speaker 3: Liberrox dot Org by Iswael in Belgium in May twenty seventeen.
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  Speaker 4: All sweetest bird that Tavil sang in NDEs of wild
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  Speaker 4: rejoing thine naven song as first did drank were strilling
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  Speaker 4: in its war choicing. I felt thy rapture as I
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  Speaker 4: heard thy song enoleats beauty tea. To me, its care
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  Speaker 4: seemed but a bird twas life and love and you tea.
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  Speaker 4: I could not see thy tiny form as softly close
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  Speaker 4: the glowming, and like co wanderer in the storm, my
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  Speaker 4: heart was blindly rolling, while as thy song ran pure
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  Speaker 4: and clear, Oh sweet smell of the memory sped back
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  Speaker 4: through many a year, both light and shade this play,
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  Speaker 4: and still thy notes of freed like tone came clear
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  Speaker 4: on me th rever.
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  Speaker 5: With tander meaning all eat soul and trilled and trilled forever,
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  Speaker 5: Oh heart, it sang, Let thine own life become a
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  Speaker 5: song to all others.
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  Speaker 4: That thou mayst count them in the strife.
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  Speaker 6: Not alien but as braths.
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  Speaker 7: Sing on, sing on thine, not tripeat, sing life.
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  Speaker 8: And love youty That mystic three whose.
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  Speaker 7: Names repleat I ever with have only beauty, sing life,
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  Speaker 7: the gift of fredy vine that pierced.
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  Speaker 6: The gloom of inven.
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  Speaker 8: The first the puna bath to shine, a hairy toach.
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  Speaker 9: Of heaven.
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  Speaker 4: And love.
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  Speaker 8: O what all life wout? This second gifted.
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  Speaker 10: Time no that bids the glad of blossom mount in
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  Speaker 10: summer's garb toupano.
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  Speaker 11: Yet love and life were both in vain, were a duty.
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  Speaker 4: Not a flower that springs beneath the blessant rain to
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  Speaker 4: crown life's dark as star wer.
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  Speaker 6: Not all to.
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  Speaker 4: Me, uh birdtive He notes our earthworth seeing, But up
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  Speaker 4: your voice. It's weighted clean from heaven. Needs message bring.
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  Speaker 3: End of poem. This recording is in the public domain.
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  Speaker 2: Meadow Bloom by Marian Longfellow read fullybrivox dot Org by
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  Speaker 2: Sonya Meadow Bloom, My one wee bud that grows in
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  Speaker 2: the meadow far apart from the flaunting garden, blooms afar,
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  Speaker 2: where the brook and birds are singing, and the soft
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  Speaker 2: noon haze over the distance looms My one wee bud
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  Speaker 2: but to grow so bravely, where the rushes rise from
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  Speaker 2: the moorland green, where birds skim close over the grassy billows,
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  Speaker 2: and the low breeze murmurs its plaint. Between my one
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  Speaker 2: wee song, I sing in the even when the home
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  Speaker 2: doth gather its loved one's clothes, and the worlds afar
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  Speaker 2: and hearts grow nearer, and the jar of life sings
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  Speaker 2: into repose my one wee song, like a flower growing
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  Speaker 2: in this life of mind that were else so bare.
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  Speaker 2: Ah shalt thou go forth to do my bidding my love?
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  Speaker 2: Shall he call it as blossom?
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  Speaker 4: Fair?
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  Speaker 2: Ah, flower and song? Be this thy meaning? Thy mission
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  Speaker 2: of love in the world is clear. The grace, once
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  Speaker 2: born of seeds sown in shadow, shall bloom in the
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  Speaker 2: hearts that now hold thee dear and of poem. This
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  Speaker 2: recording is in the public domain.
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  Speaker 3: A song of the Autumn by Marian Longfellow, sung for
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  Speaker 3: Liberrox dot Org by Islael in Belgium in May twenty seventeen.
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  Speaker 4: Scarlet and gold and crimson, their banners flung to the
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  Speaker 4: breeze like monarch's brilliant vesture. The ranks of the maple trees,
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  Speaker 4: golden and brown and reset, the yoks in their.
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  Speaker 12: Autumn dress, soldiers in ranks deploying to the front, the
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  Speaker 12: onward press.
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  Speaker 4: Peeling in their coats of.
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  Speaker 13: Yellow tinged, and we the ranch flegg the chestnuts on
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  Speaker 13: the hill side as we roal tb decked.
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  Speaker 4: Scarlet and gold and crimson and golden dresset, brown, pilwi,
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  Speaker 4: the sun kist yellow. Are the leaves now flattering down
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  Speaker 4: gob of the season springing majestic k it decks the
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  Speaker 4: heels and autumn's lavish splendor, the suw with its beauty fields.
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  Speaker 3: End of poem. This recording is in the public domain.
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  Speaker 3: The iris by Marian Longfellow, redfallibrivox dot org by Islae
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  Speaker 3: in Belgium in May twenty seventeen. Down the grassy hill,
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  Speaker 3: they come to greet me every morn, those little maids
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  Speaker 3: in Norman caps of joy and springtime born. They march
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  Speaker 3: demurely side by side. How many pair there be, far
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  Speaker 3: as mine eye can reach. Their forms in green and white,
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  Speaker 3: I see each sister wears with youthful grace or snowy
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  Speaker 3: Norman cap, And in the long procession there I see
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  Speaker 3: no paws or gap, and so I watch to see
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  Speaker 3: them come as morn by morn, I pass the green
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  Speaker 3: of shimmering robe and glint of snow within the grass.
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  Speaker 3: They never speak, and yet they nod a friendly greeting.
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  Speaker 3: There and all their beauty round me seems a fragrance
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  Speaker 3: in the air. I speak to them. Oh, yes, I speak,
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  Speaker 3: and lovingly I bid them welcome every summer morning. Those
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  Speaker 3: maids with downcast lead. They are so modest, pure and fair.
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  Speaker 3: They are so very sweet. I fain would linger there
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  Speaker 3: and call them clustering round my feet, far backward in
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  Speaker 3: the view my eyes the snow procession see. And yet
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  Speaker 3: they never leave the path, nor can they speak to me.
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  Speaker 3: Tis the flag lily growing tole me, the meadow grass,
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  Speaker 3: the iris, as we often call each snow is snuded
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  Speaker 3: lass in couple. Stately there they stand as far as
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  Speaker 3: eye can scan, and round them waves the nodding grass
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  Speaker 3: as homage due from men. They stand a line of
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  Speaker 3: vessels pure, or each a sweet faced nun, while on
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  Speaker 3: each snowy cap there falls the radiance of the sun.
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  Speaker 3: Although the power of speech may not be theirs, in
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  Speaker 3: worldly phrase, they teach a lesson just as true and
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  Speaker 3: just as full of praise. In their alerted path they
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  Speaker 3: walk and feel their destined, and their beauty gladdens every eye,
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  Speaker 3: as down the hill they wend. O flower, sisters, if
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  Speaker 3: ye make one heart in rapture, rise, if ye but
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  Speaker 3: waken one pure thought to bloom in paradise, then have
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  Speaker 3: your lives, though brief as wound to mortal men been
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  Speaker 3: given to draw from Earth his sordid thoughts, and bid
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  Speaker 3: them rest on Heaven. End of poem. This recording is
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  Speaker 3: in the public domain.
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  Speaker 2: Libus Sleet by Mary and Longfellow Readfullybrivox dot org Persnia
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  Speaker 2: Libus Sleep. Like a frail shell on the breast of
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  Speaker 2: the ocean, sways Now my heart to the rhythm of thine, cradled,
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  Speaker 2: is born on the crest of emotion, sinks in the
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  Speaker 2: deep of a languor divine, and as to shell, the
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  Speaker 2: wild waves onward carry. So doth thy love bear my
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  Speaker 2: heart to its shore, here on its gold, and sends
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  Speaker 2: blissful to terry, held in thy fond clasp to wonder
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  Speaker 2: no more. Lay thy dear lips to my lips, Oh
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  Speaker 2: my lover, read in mine eyes all my tongue may
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  Speaker 2: not tell love. As a bee gaily SIPs gallant rover
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  Speaker 2: rove thou no more nay I yield to thy spell.
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  Speaker 2: End of poem. This recording is in the public domain.
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  Speaker 3: Longing by Marian Longfellow sang for LibriVox dot Org by
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  Speaker 3: Iswa in Belgium in May twenty seventeen.
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  Speaker 14: Oh to be out on the ocean, well the ways
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  Speaker 14: bewild than free, where there's not TwixT the sky.
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  Speaker 6: Bellows but the boat and you and me.
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  Speaker 4: Were the wings with a Dutch carassus, and the sea
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  Speaker 4: go sweet bone high, and the bell from its rack
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  Speaker 4: came outboast sands forth its warning cry, Oh, to be
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  Speaker 4: out on the ocean, with the cold salt spray.
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  Speaker 8: To the earthwhar the bones of the vessel, and forming
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  Speaker 8: to marryly live the bolt to free.
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  Speaker 4: Efect as she plunges a thrill with love.
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  Speaker 15: O'er the crest of the banding bellows, and above the
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  Speaker 15: surging strive, Oh to be out on the ocean.
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  Speaker 4: We no heart TwixT Tue and me. Weave no bond
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  Speaker 4: that must bind forever here, but strong and pray.
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  Speaker 8: And free we the soun of crowndl dotion.
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  Speaker 4: Has it lovesus on its bread.
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  Speaker 8: We the thought of a perfect union, and of perfect
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  Speaker 8: love the raid.
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  Speaker 14: All to be out on the ocean, all those storms raise, dark, constroll.
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  Speaker 16: Tho by wind and by wave through the tampas.
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  Speaker 4: We sweet poway, long.
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  Speaker 8: Till the storms come out.
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  Speaker 4: In me ob and the wind hass to rest, and
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  Speaker 4: I least.
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  Speaker 6: To words of comfort, as I.
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  Speaker 14: Lean on your faithful brand. Oh to be out on
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  Speaker 14: the ocean, and to leave the de and strave, to
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  Speaker 14: taste but once more of freedom, and to drink of
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  Speaker 14: the world of flow.
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  Speaker 4: All to be out on the ocean where the wings
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  Speaker 4: beat worse.
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  Speaker 8: Failed, and free, with not TwixT the sky on the bellows,
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  Speaker 8: but the boat and you and me.
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  Speaker 3: End of poem. This recording is in the public domain.
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  Speaker 3: On the Sea the Answer by Marian Longfellow, sung for
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  Speaker 3: LibriVox dot org by Iswa in Belgium in May twenty seventeen.
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  Speaker 17: We are sailing over the crest of the bellow, far.
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  Speaker 4: From the world.
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  Speaker 17: Then its sorrow and pain. Why lie on thy soft
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  Speaker 17: breast my head, now me pillow and llull me to
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  Speaker 17: rest and to peace once again? Nay love, how thy
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  Speaker 17: heart he needs prisons beating it throbs neath mine, near
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  Speaker 17: as a fluttering bird, while swift to my lips comes
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  Speaker 17: thy low song.
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  Speaker 18: Repeating the lilt of the waves in a measure half heard.
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  Speaker 14: For all to be out on the ocean, the ocean,
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  Speaker 14: and all to.
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  Speaker 4: Be far from the world love.
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  Speaker 19: Wing, he drieses and falls with the waves. Rhythmic motion
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  Speaker 19: is filled with night's bomb as with star beams the
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  Speaker 19: sea with not TwixT.
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  Speaker 6: The sky and the bellows.
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  Speaker 18: Now seeinging the word ski prepeating the tender refrain.
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  Speaker 3: But the boat comes once more.
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  Speaker 17: In Caden's clearinging.
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  Speaker 4: TwixT the sky and bellows.
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  Speaker 20: I hear read again, now see.
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  Speaker 17: Me falls the song its measure across the wild dotion
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  Speaker 17: of thought love from the and I know to my
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  Speaker 17: heart's deep mesteerius treasure thy love like abird flies to
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  Speaker 17: harbor with me Ni.
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  Speaker 18: How could we dream that over.
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  Speaker 17: Times track class soltion, thy soul the responsive should answer.
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  Speaker 21: To mine, Or that out of the chelles of silent emotion,
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  Speaker 21: my heart drinking equal co union with thine.
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  Speaker 3: End of the poem. This recording is in the public domain.
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  Speaker 3: The Red Rose by Marian Longfellow sunk for Liberrocks dot
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  Speaker 3: Org by Israel in Belgium in May twenty seventeen.
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  Speaker 4: I pined the Red rose, O my heart. There rose
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  Speaker 4: my Lord over gave to me with many thousand tender words,
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  Speaker 4: my love, my own I love, but thee I wather.
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  Speaker 6: Redrose O my heart.
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  Speaker 4: That suma day.
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  Speaker 11: With gladness, and knew no doubt, no haunting, care, no slight,
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  Speaker 11: distarch of sadness.
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  Speaker 4: The top thorns within my heart, a thorn of.
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  Speaker 8: Fs love splomting.
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  Speaker 4: These seed had pressed, its being, dusting my life forever haunting.
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  Speaker 4: I took the redress.
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  Speaker 6: From my heart normal long.
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  Speaker 11: Tears blooming.
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  Speaker 4: The thorn lies deep within my breast. Whenever signed, it
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  Speaker 4: is showing.
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  Speaker 3: And of borm. This recording is in the public domain.
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  Speaker 2: The Maiden and the Boat by Marian Longfellow read Fullybrivoux
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  Speaker 2: dot org Personia. The Maiden and the.
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  Speaker 9: Boat a fairly little boat when sailing the sea for
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  Speaker 9: over the bright blue wave. And she deeped and cut
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  Speaker 9: and see it gay and free as became a craft,
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  Speaker 9: so brave, a blithe young maiden.
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  Speaker 22: A song of love sang out on the summer air.
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  Speaker 22: The birds took their notes on their bows above and
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  Speaker 22: answered her. She really did. As the boat went out
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  Speaker 22: and over the bard, the white sail said to the
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  Speaker 22: priest her clear song followed on pinions of farder birds
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  Speaker 22: sang forth from the trees, a boat in your path,
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  Speaker 22: through the rising sun to dead lamp beyond the sea. Pray,
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  Speaker 22: what is the cargo your journey done?
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  Speaker 9: You will bear her?
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  Speaker 23: If a decree for you take her heart on your
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  Speaker 23: snowy dagg where love is now high, priest, and you
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  Speaker 23: take her troth, may there be no rag, no.
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  Speaker 22: Tempest out of these? Will you bring her the perfect
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  Speaker 22: love she gave and keep it un so oiled and true?
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  Speaker 22: Will you bring her heart as strong and brave as
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  Speaker 22: the one she gets to you?
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  Speaker 9: That's what does it matter?
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  Speaker 22: If rag be tied or the sun go down in cloud.
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  Speaker 22: It were better for her to stay you died, than
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  Speaker 22: that love should wear a shroud. It were better for
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  Speaker 22: that a song from you to swell for the later day.
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  Speaker 22: For love that hath never a constant root must fade
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  Speaker 22: and wither away. So boats say, lo, if you be
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  Speaker 22: not true and maid, don't no harsh that song for
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  Speaker 22: the years and are coming swift to you buried, Ear
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  Speaker 22: a love along.
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  Speaker 2: End of poem. This recording isn't a public domain. My
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  Speaker 2: Ship by Marian Longfellow readfullybrivox dot basnya my ship. One
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  Speaker 2: day I cast my lot upon the troubleous tides of
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  Speaker 2: life and ventured all my hoarded love upon its fitful strife,
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  Speaker 2: on one frail mortal like myself. I set the store
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  Speaker 2: of years and freighted well the ship that day with
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  Speaker 2: all my hopes and fears. With all my hopes for
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  Speaker 2: fears were not upon that happy day, And never a
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  Speaker 2: sign of cloud uprose above my sunlit way, Ahmi? Can
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  Speaker 2: life ever bring again such perfect trust as this, such
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  Speaker 2: eager hopes, such joyous dreams of ever present bliss? My
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  Speaker 2: ship sailed forth to many a storm. She bared her
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  Speaker 2: gallant breast, and still she sails the wide white seas,
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  Speaker 2: but never finding rest. One day, Ahmi, tis years ago
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  Speaker 2: since first I saw her sail and sent my prayers
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  Speaker 2: and tears for her above the gathering gale. Will she
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  Speaker 2: come back, my noble ship and kept and brave and
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  Speaker 2: crew of joys and hopes and high resolves of love
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  Speaker 2: both deep and true? Or solemn thought? Shall she never
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  Speaker 2: find the haven here below, but anchor in the silent
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  Speaker 2: land beyond life's ebb and flow, beyond vain fret and
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  Speaker 2: fond regard and strivings. Ever to see the reason why
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  Speaker 2: so oft denied our dearest hopes should be End of poem.
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  Speaker 2: This recording is in the public domain. An old song
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  Speaker 2: by Marian Longfellow Readfullybrivox dot Org by Sonia An old song.
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  Speaker 2: Drink to me only with dune eyes, and I will
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  Speaker 2: pledge with mine. I read in this old song anew,
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  Speaker 2: this living love of dine, the old old song that,
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  Speaker 2: in the days now swift and sure are fled, recalls
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  Speaker 2: its sparkle and its mirth. Oblivious of it dead, it
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  Speaker 2: served to bear as lover's gift, all tender thought and
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  Speaker 2: true it wove among the garlands sweet red roses. Never rue.
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  Speaker 2: Drink to me only with thine eyes. I with thy
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  Speaker 2: tender eyes, and read in mine have veiled from thee
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  Speaker 2: my own heart's sweet surprise. And I will pledge with mine,
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  Speaker 2: dear love, year pledge a thousandfold the hours of life
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  Speaker 2: that thou alone in memory shall enfold. Only within thy dark,
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  Speaker 2: grave eyes. Would I be mirrored now and only from
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  Speaker 2: thy folded lips. Learn Love's own cherished vow. Drink to
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  Speaker 2: me only with thine eyes, and I will pledge with mine,
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  Speaker 2: while overhead above Life's stream shines out Love's star divine
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  Speaker 2: and life no more is stark and drear, and storms
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  Speaker 2: no more may break where Love's own glorious light shineforth
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  Speaker 2: and bids the heart awake. End of poem. This recording
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  Speaker 2: is in the public domain. To Miss H Wearing a
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  Speaker 2: Rose by Marian Longfellow read fullybrivox dot Org by Sonya
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  Speaker 2: To miss H Wearing a Rose, May thirteenth, eighteen ninety,
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  Speaker 2: O Happy Rose, that bloometh upon her gentle breast of
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  Speaker 2: all thy joyous hours. This is in truth the best,
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  Speaker 2: not sweeter is thy fragrance upon the balmy air than
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  Speaker 2: her pure spirit shatdeth so blithe and devonnair, O, Happy
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  Speaker 2: Rose that lieth upon that bosom white to thee kind
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  Speaker 2: fate hath granted a goal of pure delight in vain.
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  Speaker 2: I sigh and murmur, die lot all envious view, and
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  Speaker 2: seek in vain to stifle this moment's punge and rue. Oh,
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  Speaker 2: Happy Rose, as lying beneath her light caress, now whisper
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  Speaker 2: to her softly what I may not confess, and tell
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  Speaker 2: her she is fairer than bloom of earth to night
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  Speaker 2: in that her soul exhaleth all virtues, pure and bright.
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  Speaker 2: End of poem. This recording is in the public domain.
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  Speaker 2: The Cloud by marry A. Longfellow breadfullybrivox, dot org by Sonya.
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  Speaker 2: The Cloud a cloud scarce, larger than a feather, a
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  Speaker 2: rose in love's bright sky one day, But ah it
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  Speaker 2: grew too stormy weather and shrouded all the sun's bright
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  Speaker 2: ray A little cloud. But ah, the sorrow that springs
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  Speaker 2: from bitter words that jar? How deep the pain from
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  Speaker 2: which we borrow, how strong the wall that forms the
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  Speaker 2: bar we may in after ours grow tender and strive
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  Speaker 2: to read our lives aright. But if to love it's
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  Speaker 2: stew we render. We know life's thread at best is slight.
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  Speaker 2: What if the look the word but spoken, had been
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  Speaker 2: the last we ever met? Ah, life had been too short,
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  Speaker 2: too broken, its pang forever to forget. End of poem.
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  Speaker 2: This recording is in the public domain. Sinzurt by Marian
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  Speaker 2: Longfellow Rereadfullybrivox dot org by Sonya Zinzurt. My heart grows
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  Speaker 2: faint with longing and with love, as in the twilight
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  Speaker 2: comes thy well loved face and closer closer Drawn by
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  Speaker 2: threads that bind thee to me. All our tender joys
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  Speaker 2: I trace in Line's keen cut, and lasting as the
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  Speaker 2: stone when sculptor's art transforms it into life, that erst
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  Speaker 2: with soulless marble, still and poor, to mirror forth our
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  Speaker 2: hope or joy, Or strive in Line's keen cut, yea
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  Speaker 2: on my living heart that slumbered neath its veil of
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  Speaker 2: seeming death. Thou tracest characters full, bold and deep and
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  Speaker 2: breathest now with life inspiring breath. Thus was love born
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  Speaker 2: to me who deemed it cast behind me with the
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  Speaker 2: shadows and the blight that fell on trusting heart and
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  Speaker 2: life and home, and wrapped my soul in darkest tones
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  Speaker 2: of night. Nay, but thy love has waked me, and
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  Speaker 2: I live for love and life. Twin born are guests
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  Speaker 2: of mine. Thine eyes have told me lover's sweetest tale,
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  Speaker 2: and tender lips have sealed me wholly dine. So if
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  Speaker 2: within the hours apart we walk oft times in path
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  Speaker 2: that take us from our nest, the nest we build
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  Speaker 2: with loving heart and hands. It takes not from us love,
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  Speaker 2: nor trust, nor rest. It takes them not no hand,
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  Speaker 2: but ours can rob each other of this gift, surpassing all.
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  Speaker 2: No hand but ours can bind or break this bond.
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  Speaker 2: And from no other hand but ours can fall blight
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  Speaker 2: or distrust, or grief or bitter pain. And so my
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  Speaker 2: own in this we build it well. If through life's
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  Speaker 2: storm or sunshine there shall fall no grief or loss.
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  Speaker 2: Our lips may, ever tell. My heart grows faint with
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  Speaker 2: longing and with love. And yet I know I must
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  Speaker 2: not keep THEE ever a tender bond, slave to my
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  Speaker 2: armorer's will. Such chain as that twere ill that thou shouldstwear.
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  Speaker 2: I would not have THEE swayed dear love by aught
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  Speaker 2: thy manhood would disclaim, Nor would I hold THEE prisoner
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  Speaker 2: to my clinging heart. However its bleeding touch would seek
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  Speaker 2: to THEE and fold. Love cannot live where faith and
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  Speaker 2: trust are not. Love will not brook a gilded chain
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  Speaker 2: to wear. And where the fetters bind, the bird's sweet
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  Speaker 2: song is hushed. The skies above no more are fair.
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  Speaker 2: But I would hold THEE in my heart of hearts,
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  Speaker 2: so little prisoner, that thou never shouldt stray from Love's
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  Speaker 2: dear shrine. But through the waning years our love life
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  Speaker 2: should grow dearer day by day end of poem. This
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  Speaker 2: recording is in the public domain. Selection by Marian Longfellow
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  Speaker 2: raadfullybrivox dot Org by Sonya selection. Yes, hold me closer,
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  Speaker 2: clo in thy arms and closer to thy beating heart,
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  Speaker 2: that I secure in all that crowns a woman's lot,
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  Speaker 2: may now with thee the bitter past defy. Yet would
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  Speaker 2: I not call down an envious doom on any of
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  Speaker 2: the future's sunny days? Twere ill in me to tempt
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  Speaker 2: the fates I trow, but rather as one pleading kneels
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  Speaker 2: and praise, stay but thy hand o time and pitying
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  Speaker 2: grand us of thy sunny sheaves of harvest. Day ours
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  Speaker 2: brimmed with sweetness, and all glad with love that passing
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  Speaker 2: on we scarce may heed the way that erst was
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  Speaker 2: strewn with sharpest stone and weeds. So lead us gently time,
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  Speaker 2: we may not miss aught of life's joy, or of
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  Speaker 2: its brilliant light, or missing crave a fuller cup than this. Yes,
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  Speaker 2: hold me closer, closer, Let me rest my head content
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  Speaker 2: above thy throbbing heart. Struggle and bay of laurel are
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  Speaker 2: the world's. But this my own, dear love, the better
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  Speaker 2: part fame and ambition, Lo do not they burn with
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  Speaker 2: all the lurid light and gleam of earth, Love silent
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  Speaker 2: and benign, and influence sheds and heralds forth in life
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  Speaker 2: a higher birth vain is ambition, yea or conquered goal.
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  Speaker 2: To bind my heart or satisfy me here, then hold
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  Speaker 2: me closer, closer to thee love. For this I give
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  Speaker 2: it all, Hold thou me near end of poem. This
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  Speaker 2: recording is in the public domain. The mansion that endured
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  Speaker 2: by Mary and Longfellow readfullybrivos dot org by Sonya. The
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  Speaker 2: mansion that endured this legend in prose I found in
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  Speaker 2: a French collection and have believed it would be acceptable
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  Speaker 2: rendered into verse m L. Back in olden time, when
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  Speaker 2: emperors ruled the land where Tiber flows, proud and stern
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  Speaker 2: dwelt gone the forest, as the ancient legend shows, as
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  Speaker 2: he mused in hours of leisure, came into his brain
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  Speaker 2: disthought straight, I'll build for mine own glory. Here a
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  Speaker 2: palace deftly wrought of the richest gold and silver, with
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  Speaker 2: the choicest gems bedecked, that shall on my house and lineage.
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  Speaker 2: Still a greater light reflect shall outshine the Roman Empress
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  Speaker 2: in its beauty and its worth place forever his lordly
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  Speaker 2: structure mid the lesser of the earth. So he sent
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  Speaker 2: his message speeding to the regions far and near, that
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  Speaker 2: some great and cunning builder might at his command appear.
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  Speaker 2: When one day, with Mien all lowly wrapped about in garments,
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  Speaker 2: Gray stood the architect before him, his behest to now assay,
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  Speaker 2: spoke his will, and Gondophores went forth proudly unto war.
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  Speaker 2: Days and months sped on unheeded. Still no word came
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  Speaker 2: from Afar. Yet the architect wrought silent, though he touched
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  Speaker 2: nor plan nor pen, for the palace he was building
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  Speaker 2: was not seen by eyes of man, while unto the
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  Speaker 2: poor and wretched, freely of the gold he gave precious
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  Speaker 2: stones were turned to healing needs of poor humanity. Back,
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  Speaker 2: returning flushed with victory, Gondofores came apace, sought in vain
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  Speaker 2: to view his palace, bare and empty was its place.
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  Speaker 2: Then he sent with sternest message for the architect, and said, kitive,
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  Speaker 2: what is now thy showing answer by thy hoary head. Thomas,
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  Speaker 2: he who doubting, lingered when his fellows pressed to claim
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  Speaker 2: as their risen lord. The Savior spake O taou of
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  Speaker 2: kingly name. Lo thy house is even builded. But the
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  Speaker 2: warrior bade them cast in deep dungeon him who trifled
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  Speaker 2: with his will there bind him fast, while he planned
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  Speaker 2: the subtless torment for the traitor's aged frame, while he
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  Speaker 2: doomed with keenest vengeance him to torture death and shame.
• 44:42
  Speaker 2: But as in his rage he pondered, sleep overtook him,
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  Speaker 2: held him chained, and a vision hovered near him. Earthly
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  Speaker 2: sense grew dim and waned. Then the spirit of his brother,
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  Speaker 2: swiftly to his side, drew nigh said in words that
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  Speaker 2: thrilled him. Being he whom thou hast doomed to die,
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  Speaker 2: is the servant of the mighty, is an instrument of grace.
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  Speaker 2: For the angels now have shown me where no narrow
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  Speaker 2: walls have place, and where dwell the host's eternal reared
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  Speaker 2: in all its beauty, There lo a house of precious
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  Speaker 2: jewels and of ornament most fair, fashioned of the precious
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  Speaker 2: metals thou wouldst fain have builded here, fashioned with a
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  Speaker 2: grace and glory that on earth doth not appear. Thus
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  Speaker 2: in paradise there standeth waiting thee a house divine, which
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  Speaker 2: the architect hath fashioned all on earth to now outshine.
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  Speaker 2: Then the vision paled and vanished. Gondo Forests straightway sped
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  Speaker 2: to the captive, who awaiting bowed in prayer his age
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  Speaker 2: it had Gondoforest snelt before him. Then the Holy Thomas
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  Speaker 2: spoke as he raised the humble warrior crushed beneath the
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  Speaker 2: vision's stroke. Knowest not o King. The mansions that endure
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  Speaker 2: are read on high. Build it there for us in heaven,
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  Speaker 2: by our faith and charity. End of poem. This recording
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  Speaker 2: is in the public domain.
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  Speaker 1: Francis Coster's story by Marian Longfellow, read for LibriVox dot
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  Speaker 1: Org by Lurie Wilson. I came across this legend and
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  Speaker 1: prose some time ago, to which was prefixed this note.
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  Speaker 1: The following exquisite story was written by Anthony of Sienna
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  Speaker 1: and translated for the Dominican records by Francis Coster, a
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  Speaker 1: famous preacher of the sixteenth century. Mister Gould, author of
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  Speaker 1: Mysteries of the Middle Ages, has succeeded in rendering it
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  Speaker 1: into current English. In rendering the story into verse, I
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  Speaker 1: have kept to the text as closely as possible. M. L.
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  Speaker 1: Once I've read an olden's story, lived a holy man
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  Speaker 1: of God and two children, neath his guidance through life's pitfalls,
• 47:17
  Speaker 1: safely trod. Every day's returning duties found them docile at
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  Speaker 1: his side, there to draw from wisdom's fountain all his
• 47:26
  Speaker 1: tender care supplied. But the day's first freshest hour at
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  Speaker 1: the altar found them prone, gladly giving to their savior
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  Speaker 1: all he claimeth as his own. There they served with
• 47:39
  Speaker 1: purest offering at the sacrifice. Sublime Knelt responded and with
• 47:45
  Speaker 1: reverence sounded off the bell's clear time. And this duty
• 47:50
  Speaker 1: then completed to the little chapel door, turned their feet,
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  Speaker 1: and entering, vanished there to eat their humble store. But
• 47:58
  Speaker 1: one day their teachers, seeking spake the elder one full clear,
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  Speaker 1: tell us, Father, what fair infant doth so oft to
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  Speaker 1: us appear? Then the priest replied, in accents, full of tender,
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  Speaker 1: loving care, sudden, I know not him you speak of,
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  Speaker 1: who with thee thy test doth share. But they came
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  Speaker 1: again unto him, day by day with urgent word. And
• 48:26
  Speaker 1: it was with deepest wonder that their simple tale he heard,
• 48:31
  Speaker 1: And he asked of what sort is he? And they
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  Speaker 1: answered him again, Father, he is clad in raiment, seamless
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  Speaker 1: and without a stain. But whence cometh he Repliin spoke
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  Speaker 1: the priest in accent smile, And they answered, from the altar,
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  Speaker 1: as it were, descends the child. And we asked him
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  Speaker 1: there to share with us of our milk and bread.
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  Speaker 1: And he doth right willingly. This is what the children said,
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  Speaker 1: and the priest was full of wonder to the children, then, speaking,
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  Speaker 1: are their marks? Whereby to know him? If mine eyes
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  Speaker 1: the child should see, Yes, my father, Yes he beareth
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  Speaker 1: in his hands and in his feet wounds that pierce
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  Speaker 1: his tender body. These the words that they repeat from
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  Speaker 1: his hands. The crimson liquid on the bread he taketh,
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  Speaker 1: flows till neath his touch it blusheth like the deep
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  Speaker 1: heart of the rose. Then with awe replied the master, Oh,
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  Speaker 1: my sons, list unto me. Know it is the sweet
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  Speaker 1: child Jesus, the holy One, that you did see when
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  Speaker 1: again he cometh to you with these words, your greeting
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  Speaker 1: be thou hast breakfast stood with us, Grant we thee
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  Speaker 1: mays up with thee. Then the children did his bidding sweetly.
• 50:08
  Speaker 1: Then the child did say, be it so on Thursday next,
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  Speaker 1: be it on Ascension day. On that day they came rejoicing,
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  Speaker 1: but they brought nor milk nor bread. Served they at
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  Speaker 1: mass right gladly pexphobiscum, then was said, but they still
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  Speaker 1: knelt on unheeding. Thus they fell in Christ to sleep
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  Speaker 1: master children with their Savior. Then his marriage feast did
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  Speaker 1: keep in a poem. This recording is in the public domain.
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  Speaker 24: The Chimes by Marian Longfellow, read for LibriVox dot Org
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  Speaker 24: by recording person. The chimes on Fairly Comma's sunny Brink,
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  Speaker 24: an ancient monastery stood close to the mountain's steep ascent
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  Speaker 24: as nestling neath its snowy hood, and there a pale,
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  Speaker 24: young ardissan his cunning plied a wondrous chime. He sought
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  Speaker 24: to frame that those who loved the beauty of that
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  Speaker 24: molten rhyme within the valley's breath should hear feeling at
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  Speaker 24: morn and even clear for years, he told, content, if
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  Speaker 24: he at last might frame a chime so sweet, their
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  Speaker 24: pilgrims oft would silent pause to hear the music glad
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  Speaker 24: repeat worn over the tranquil water's reach and bringing swift
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  Speaker 24: unto the heart its tones of warning, praise and love,
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  Speaker 24: that never more should then depart. Such was the thought
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  Speaker 24: he wove and prayed that his life's work be wholly made.
• 51:44
  Speaker 24: The day came when that perfect chime was placed aloft,
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  Speaker 24: its song, to wing forth over the water's silent reach
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  Speaker 24: and to the convent's ruth, to bring the lost and
• 51:53
  Speaker 24: way worn traveler from the busy haunts of weldon Strife,
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  Speaker 24: back where the calm of prayer might prove the guide
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  Speaker 24: post to eternal life. Then was the artisan, as one
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  Speaker 24: whose dearest life work here was done, not soever, twas
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  Speaker 24: it to be a lifelong task, a path to lead
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  Speaker 24: through many a land in futile search of a stony
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  Speaker 24: ways where featured bleed not yet his soul's high good,
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  Speaker 24: and find the prize's hands had placed aloft. How rarely
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  Speaker 24: here on earth we see life's morning Philet's promised soft
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  Speaker 24: Not yet was he to find his rest beside lake
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  Speaker 24: Como's lovely breast. A savage horde overran the land and
• 52:31
  Speaker 24: bore away the prized chime afar from peaceful Como's side
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  Speaker 24: to some unknown and distant clime in vain the artisan
• 52:38
  Speaker 24: complained beneath a fate unkind, he drew no comfort from
• 52:42
  Speaker 24: lamental prayer for peace, no more his hearthstone you. Then,
• 52:46
  Speaker 24: as one day he brooding, mused and consolation sweet refused,
• 52:51
  Speaker 24: he seemed to see before his eyes a land out
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  Speaker 24: spread were in his feet should wonder seeking Ever there
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  Speaker 24: his loved and lost his chime, so sweet he wrote.
• 53:00
  Speaker 24: At once he sought no aid, but bowed his head
• 53:02
  Speaker 24: in silent prayer. Then from us home he straightway passed,
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  Speaker 24: that no one might his purpose share, and, leaving home
• 53:09
  Speaker 24: and rest that day, with breaking heart, went on his
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  Speaker 24: way whenever he heard and foreign land some wondrous story
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  Speaker 24: of a chime whose tones were liquid notes of song,
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  Speaker 24: whose bells rang out a gladsome rhyme. He journeyed to
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  Speaker 24: that storied place, nor paused till he shed reached the spot,
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  Speaker 24: only to find his quist and vain or. Yet those
• 53:30
  Speaker 24: bells were never forgot. Each day his soul went up
• 53:33
  Speaker 24: in prayer that those clear chimes might pierce the ear.
• 53:37
  Speaker 24: Thus journeyed he for many a year, where locks of
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  Speaker 24: gold had turned to gray, till in a distant land
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  Speaker 24: he strayed and heard it close of summer day, the
• 53:46
  Speaker 24: old sweet song rung by his chime, How long had
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  Speaker 24: listened for in vain, Quickly rose tears in lifted eyes.
• 53:53
  Speaker 24: Quickly his heart renounced its pain, Oh, loved and lost,
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  Speaker 24: for many a day, You've called me from my youth
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  Speaker 24: away for now on foreign strand. He waits alone, in age,
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  Speaker 24: alone in kin. Listening is listened one who abides out
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  Speaker 24: sight of heaven to praise within, not vain as search,
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  Speaker 24: not lost as love. He feels once more the old
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  Speaker 24: time throll ere cruel foes. His prize had taken. No more,
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  Speaker 24: may they his treasure rob His life went forth in
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  Speaker 24: one glad cry beneath that far off alien sky. Twas
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  Speaker 24: ended all the tender search, the hours of pain and
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  Speaker 24: sleepless toil, there where no loved his hand might clasp
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  Speaker 24: there on that wild and foreign soil. But deep within
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  Speaker 24: his heart was writ his purpose, pure, has steadfast searched,
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  Speaker 24: and lo His chime still calls to prayer, and still
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  Speaker 24: peels forth from ivy church. The bells, once blessed by
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  Speaker 24: saintly hands, now call in limerick God's commands. My story's done?
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  Speaker 24: What need to say? He sleeps as well and sweetly
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  Speaker 24: there beneath that arch of foreign sky, as in his
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  Speaker 24: native land, so fair he found ere death admit his
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  Speaker 24: feet the prize he sort were spirit, and finding was
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  Speaker 24: content to lie are far from como in his grave.
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  Speaker 24: Love was the goal that led his feet to peace
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  Speaker 24: and deathless, calm, replete. The chimes are well. Perhaps they
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  Speaker 24: appeel no less so sweetly that their note in alien lands,
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  Speaker 24: the tidings spring. They still to God, their praise, to vote,
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  Speaker 24: And though they making no more, hears the liquid music.
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  Speaker 24: Off each tone they speak to those whose living needs
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  Speaker 24: make off the chimes their very own. The hand that
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  Speaker 24: made is turned to clay his work. The chimes live
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  Speaker 24: on or way. End of poem. This recording is in
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  Speaker 24: the public domain.
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  Speaker 25: The Old Cemetery by Marian Longfellow read for Librevox dot
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  Speaker 25: Org by libby Marie Lennon February twenty seventh, twenty seventeen.
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  Speaker 25: Lo halfway up the hill, I paused to turn within
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  Speaker 25: the ancient gate and enter ground now hallowed, the silent city,
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  Speaker 25: where they wait in perfect rest, till he shall bid
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  Speaker 25: them rise, who now and sleep are laid, whose life
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  Speaker 25: and death and wading in on him, and childlike faith
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  Speaker 25: is stayed. No sound is heard within the spot, save
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  Speaker 25: the soft wind among the trees, or song of insects,
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  Speaker 25: busy hum or low of herd upon the breeze. I
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  Speaker 25: walk mid graves of those long dead, who lived and suffered,
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  Speaker 25: strove and won, and now have entered into life in
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  Speaker 25: while we say their life is done. I fain would
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  Speaker 25: take when I return into the world's wild rush and
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  Speaker 25: roar the peace of this fair autumn day, that it
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  Speaker 25: bide with me evermore, that I may learn from this
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  Speaker 25: blessed spot where sleep the dead, who in the Lord
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  Speaker 25: now take their rest, that life is more than idle jest,
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  Speaker 25: than passing word, than anxious asca effort for the bread
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  Speaker 25: that perisheth yea more, that life is a vessel given
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  Speaker 25: of precious ointment, that we bear and fear that we
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  Speaker 25: its freight may waste, ere we may yield it to
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  Speaker 25: his care. End of poem. This recording is in the
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  Speaker 25: public domain. Lines on Immortality by Marian Longfellow read for
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  Speaker 25: LibriVox dot Org by Laby Marie Lennon February twenty seventh,
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  Speaker 25: twenty seventeen. Poor trembling soul within this frame of clay,
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  Speaker 25: that vainly questioneth wouldst fain assay the problem that nor
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  Speaker 25: time nor man may solve around, which cycles evermore revolve,
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  Speaker 25: not till the light upon thy quest is born, that
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  Speaker 25: only beams in an immortal mourn, shalt thou be satisfied,
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  Speaker 25: thy fears allayed and freed from earth? A new creation
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  Speaker 25: made and of poem. This recording is in the public domain.
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  Speaker 25: A dream by Marian Longfellow, read for LibriVox dot org
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  Speaker 25: by libby Marie Lennon February twenty seventh, two thousand seventeen.
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  Speaker 25: I dreamed and lo upon the silent earth that ever
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  Speaker 25: swings as from its misty birth. I kinless stood in
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  Speaker 25: all the streams that erst in joyous measure, sang me forth.
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  Speaker 25: Their tail sank to a murmur, even while there burst
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  Speaker 25: upon mine eyes that straightway turned me pale. I looked
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  Speaker 25: and wondered, and I grew as chill, as though their
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  Speaker 25: faded touch had froze my blood. As far beyond that living,
• 58:53
  Speaker 25: green clad hill, in breathless awe mine eyes were turned,
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  Speaker 25: I stood appalled. Forth from the bosom of the deep
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  Speaker 25: there rose a wondrous chain of towering cliffs, clear as
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  Speaker 25: the lake, upon whose mirror. Sleep light poised all tenderly
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  Speaker 25: the skiffs, while rays of light played o'er their polished sides.
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  Speaker 25: As slowly rose and sank. They on the tides, kissed
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  Speaker 25: by the sun, they grew their colors. Sheen of rose
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  Speaker 25: and emerald touched tips between the amethysts deepened to a
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  Speaker 25: royal tone of purple. And I stood and gazed alone.
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  Speaker 25: I knew that naught of Earth was left save me
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  Speaker 25: to look upon that strange and glorious sea. And as
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  Speaker 25: I gazed, wild flames leapt up to seize the iceberg's
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  Speaker 25: glow and melt it to their will. Nought could their
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  Speaker 25: hungry rage of greed appease while luridly and sullen burned
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  Speaker 25: they still What, then, does it portray this onslaught, fierce
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  Speaker 25: of flames upon these sunlit cliffs of ice. If it
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  Speaker 25: be not that evil seeks to pierce the armor thrown
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  Speaker 25: about the soul's device, the powers that wage unceasing war,
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  Speaker 25: and ever seek to gain what lies afar above them,
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  Speaker 25: souls of just men, perfect maid yield not I cried,
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  Speaker 25: for here immortal stands alone and helpless in these alien lands,
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  Speaker 25: And yet on mortal lips I know is laid the
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  Speaker 25: burden of a knowledge far above all thought of human
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  Speaker 25: gain or human love, and crying. Thus I woke, nor
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  Speaker 25: ever knew if to fruition my bright vision grew. End
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  Speaker 25: of poem. This recording is in the public domain.
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  Speaker 26: On Imperian Heights by Marian Longfellow, read for LibriVox dot
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  Speaker 26: Org by recording person. On Emperian Heights, read at Hardman Hall,
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  Speaker 26: New York City, before the International League of Press Clubs,
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  Speaker 26: Dune the third, eighteen ninety seven. I saw an Imperian
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  Speaker 26: Heights and saw outlined in figures s fold a vision
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  Speaker 26: there loud with the shouts of strife and deadly war,
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  Speaker 26: while peace remote shone in her beauty fair. I heard
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  Speaker 26: the clash of arms, the martial tread, while nation warred
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  Speaker 26: with nation in their lust of pride and power, until
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  Speaker 26: they lay the dead. The heroes of a decade in
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  Speaker 26: the dust I saw, in ranks that spread to either pole,
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  Speaker 26: heroic deeds of great men and of true the highest
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  Speaker 26: aspirations of the soul, the work wrought through the many
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  Speaker 26: by the few. I sped from rising sun unto the west.
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  Speaker 26: I read the stars that mirrored in the sky, and
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  Speaker 26: some in unresplendent lightwood dressed, and some through shadow I
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  Speaker 26: could scarce descry. I saw a nation's rise and saw
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  Speaker 26: its fall. I learned the people's passing glory. There I
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  Speaker 26: heard the stride voice of justice call and answering, cheer
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  Speaker 26: and joy were in the air. I passed through touching
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  Speaker 26: scenes of humble life, where hearts were beating in their
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  Speaker 26: full content, where far from peaceful hearth and homela, strife
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  Speaker 26: and days of joy and gaiety was spent. I passed
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  Speaker 26: mid scenes of dark and dull despair, on on where
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  Speaker 26: bitter want and hunger raged, where naught of holiness was pictured.
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  Speaker 26: There but man gainst man, his cruel warfare waged. I
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  Speaker 26: heard the wail of childhood in its need, and saw
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  Speaker 26: the fearful shadow of death's wing pass swiftly on and
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  Speaker 26: through the darkness speed, and heard the joyous song the
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  Speaker 26: angels sing. I heard the deeds of woe, saw sins
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  Speaker 26: of ill. I knew life's tragedy was played the while
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  Speaker 26: that greed of gain, that selfish, restless will, was crushing
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  Speaker 26: out the tender youth's sweet smile. I also read of
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  Speaker 26: good and saw its scope of radiance on a troubled
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  Speaker 26: world's dark web, and saw that trust and love and
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  Speaker 26: buoyant hope out row the springtime tide. Erich could ebb
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  Speaker 26: nay tell me then, whence came each passing scene? And
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  Speaker 26: why such widespread power vouchsafed to me that time or
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  Speaker 26: space held aught to bar between the shifting lights of
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  Speaker 26: land and distant sea. How could I realize the utmost
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  Speaker 26: span of life and love, nay more of silent death
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  Speaker 26: as meet it out within the time of man and
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  Speaker 26: passing o'er the wide world's pulsing breath a pussant press.
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  Speaker 26: What need have I to tell the power of thy
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  Speaker 26: great scepter wielded here when those beneath whose brilliant magic
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  Speaker 26: spell we've said entranced now in omidst the pier, each
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  Speaker 26: face familiar warms the brother's heart. Each hand extended meets
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  Speaker 26: an earnest clasp. Each friend is here a living sentient
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  Speaker 26: part of brotherhood, and seeks an honest grasp O mighty
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  Speaker 26: power for good or yet for ill, for saving grace,
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  Speaker 26: mayhap for withering blight. Thy brimming cup of service should
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  Speaker 26: be still the drama to lift the weary world to light.
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  Speaker 26: Diarm should raise to be a noble strife. Their city
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  Speaker 26: hands still wield the trenchant ben the soul of light
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  Speaker 26: and grace and noble life shall call thee forth from
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  Speaker 26: hearts of fellow men. End of poem. This recording is
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  Speaker 26: in the public domain.
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  Speaker 3: A little While March fourteenth, eighteen eighty nine by Marian Longfellow,
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  Speaker 3: sung for Liberpox dot Org Byzwa in Belgium in May
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  Speaker 3: twenty seventeen.
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  Speaker 4: Little while, my friends and I am lying.
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  Speaker 16: Beneath the sub that tells us spring is nigh, And I, who.
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  Speaker 4: Found this life nor re suply shall name my tasker
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  Speaker 4: side with outer sigh A little while, and friends who
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  Speaker 4: kindly greet me shall seek my place in tears, shall
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  Speaker 4: seek in vain, and.
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  Speaker 6: Those whose love and tender thought now meet me.
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  Speaker 4: Shall say, she comes afrien No morrow again little while,
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  Speaker 4: And oh how great the yearning.
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  Speaker 16: To lay the burden down, to be as free as
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  Speaker 16: bird that heals its nest on wing returning. So do
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  Speaker 16: I thing be loved of rest and the the rest.
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  Speaker 18: My weary heart and.
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  Speaker 6: Soul have waited through these years.
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  Speaker 4: Of sorrow and of doubt, as traveler on his homeward way.
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  Speaker 27: Belated impatience seeks and cannot bide without, and the you
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  Speaker 27: loved one gone this year before me, And to weldolf,
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  Speaker 27: light and rapture.
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  Speaker 4: You're the thought of the dolf, smiling.
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  Speaker 18: Now only yaw me.
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  Speaker 6: To drama clothes, and yet do more in.
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  Speaker 3: Your end of poem. This recording is in the public domain.
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  Speaker 28: Reverie by Marian Longfellow, read for LibriVox dot Org by
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  Speaker 28: Nemo Or the long reach of water comes the plash
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  Speaker 28: of dipping oar, and faintly borne upon the wind, far
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  Speaker 28: voices came the shore. I hear their low, faint murmur
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  Speaker 28: as the boat glides on its way, and with the
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  Speaker 28: glim of flashing oar fall silver drops of spray. I
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  Speaker 28: lie with half closed eyes and dream of days that
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  Speaker 28: long are fled, while fancy brings unto my side the
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  Speaker 28: forms of those now dead. When life and love were
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  Speaker 28: as a song from vibrant chords of youth, when every
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  Speaker 28: heart that greeted me spoke but of trust in truth.
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  Speaker 28: Thus half a dream I hold, commune with mine own heart,
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  Speaker 28: and ask where youth enjoy the greater gain or life's
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  Speaker 28: more finished task? Quick comes the answer to my lips,
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  Speaker 28: quick to the question craved The noblest deeds of life
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  Speaker 28: are those in later years engraved on tablets of the
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  Speaker 28: living mind and characters full bold. Not happiness nor yet
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  Speaker 28: content can here life's measure hold. Not to glide on
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  Speaker 28: in summer dreams, nor yet to love is best, but
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  Speaker 28: in thy noble strength to grow and earn the long
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  Speaker 28: fore rest. So not with envious eyes. I watch the
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  Speaker 28: boat whose living freight is youth, and all youth's sunny dreams,
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  Speaker 28: I who have learned to wait. End of poem. This
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  Speaker 28: recording is in the public domain. Heim They by Marian
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  Speaker 28: Longfellow read for LibriVox dot Org by Nemo. O Heart
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  Speaker 28: of mine, why sighest for joys? Thou mayst not taste?
• 1:08:39
  Speaker 28: O eyes? Why turn and longing across the weary waste
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  Speaker 28: and lips that falter sadly of home and love and peace?
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  Speaker 28: Now all thy vain repining and doubt and grief, O
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  Speaker 28: cease home. Nay, thy home is distant. Will longing bring
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  Speaker 28: it near? And heart, will thy complaining point out the
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  Speaker 28: way more clear? O, Heart of mine, thou sighest in
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  Speaker 28: vain thy home's afar it shineth as a beacon to exile,
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  Speaker 28: as a star unto the lonely sailor who dreams of
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  Speaker 28: land and love, but as he dreams, looks ever unto
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  Speaker 28: his star above. Then heart bind to thy longing, the
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  Speaker 28: gaze that turns aloft beyond the raging tempest, to seek
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  Speaker 28: love's guidance. Oft I'm they o homesick sailor across life's
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  Speaker 28: stormy main return unto thy haven no more to roam again.
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  Speaker 28: End of poem. This recording is in the public.
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  Speaker 29: Domain Manon by Marian Longfellow, redfo LibriVox dot Org by
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  Speaker 29: recording person Grand Mannon. Over the wild reach of wave afar,
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  Speaker 29: thy cliffs arise once more, I turn mine eyes upon
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  Speaker 29: thy hills and purple tinted shore, or silent in majestic state,
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  Speaker 29: monarch of mighty realm. Thy front is raised to meet
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  Speaker 29: the storm. When fierce gales overwhelm. Yet, on this lovely
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  Speaker 29: autumn day in soft enchantment's chain outlined forever on distant sky,
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  Speaker 29: thy memory shall remain. My feet must tread in other paths.
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  Speaker 29: Then this beloved land, and other footprints in their turn
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  Speaker 29: shall press this shining sand, see air and sky afield
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  Speaker 29: alike with beauty and delight. The sea is shimmering at
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  Speaker 29: my feet with all of life and light. So let
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  Speaker 29: me bear to other scenes this picture, it shall say,
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  Speaker 29: as memory and as joy to me through many a
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  Speaker 29: weary day, And she'll rise before my sight when distance,
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  Speaker 29: time and care have touched my life with graver thought,
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  Speaker 29: this vision passing there.
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  Speaker 30: End of poem.
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  Speaker 24: This recording is in the public domain.
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  Speaker 3: Madlene eighteen ninety one by Marian Longfellow, sung for Librovox
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  Speaker 3: dot Org by Iswa in Belgium in May twenty seventeen.
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  Speaker 4: I see her passing through the fields, all fresh with
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  Speaker 4: daisies and with rin and something purer, brighter breeds than
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  Speaker 4: the meeting so her fance card, her dainty head with
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  Speaker 4: Crasi's poised uneath, her had bream shade. I see the soft,
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  Speaker 4: dark eyes, the pure child face that holds so much
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  Speaker 4: of joy for me. Her feet has loof too tread.
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  Speaker 6: The bloom of flowers and a field grass.
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  Speaker 4: Bright fall likely as she maketh way to personal leave
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  Speaker 4: behind her blood, fear less the eyes and full of
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  Speaker 4: thought as though life see secret faint, sheed know grace
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  Speaker 4: offer whitens All untrained raps are weaving, heats, subtle glue.
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  Speaker 11: And does she dreads her way of field. I know
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  Speaker 11: she seeks me me alone, ought my heart gross wig
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  Speaker 11: tood night to stifle. Now wee secret moon. What will
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  Speaker 11: you bring her love and life?
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  Speaker 4: Or what we hold? I may not see, but oh
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  Speaker 4: I pray water you take leave her her grace and purity.
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  Speaker 3: End of Boem. This recording is in a pout of domain.
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  Speaker 31: Where the shadows play by Marian Longfellow read for Liprivox
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  Speaker 31: dot org by Christina, where the long reach of shadows
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  Speaker 31: play and placid waters murmur by I dream throughout the
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  Speaker 31: summer day, nor note the hours that we can get
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  Speaker 31: fly hushed as a voice of sordid trade and ian.
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  Speaker 31: The bird's sweet song is still, while all the cares
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  Speaker 31: that life hath made slip from my heart, which now
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  Speaker 31: is filled with peace alone, O nature pure to be,
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  Speaker 31: I turn no more to stray in spirit with the
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  Speaker 31: ever shoe, to find sway solace for the day, O
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  Speaker 31: leafy holmes where songbirds rest, O gentle breeze that rocks
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  Speaker 31: and sways my heart, All silence stays to rest and
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  Speaker 31: bide apar. These heaven born days for other worlds are
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  Speaker 31: pictured there, reflected in the waters lie and each is
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  Speaker 31: clear and passing, fair and fleecy clouds er each glide
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  Speaker 31: by end the poem. This recording is in the public domain.
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  Speaker 1: A Valentine by Marian Longfellow read for LibriVox dot Org
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  Speaker 1: by Lurrywe years have sped by with rapid wings, since
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  Speaker 1: those bright days of long ago, when hand in hand
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  Speaker 1: in life's sweet spring, we told our love in accents low,
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  Speaker 1: for you were young and fair and free, and I
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  Speaker 1: a youth with ard bold. You were of all Earth's
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  Speaker 1: made to me the fairest ah the story's old, our
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  Speaker 1: youthful fancy. In the years that now lie far behind,
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  Speaker 1: a new springs forth from memories, time endears. While smiles
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  Speaker 1: were frequent, tears were few. Ah, Well, we parted till
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  Speaker 1: doth shine your form on fancy's pictured wall. And when
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  Speaker 1: you were my Valentine, and I to you was all
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  Speaker 1: in all. I see you on the busy street. A
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  Speaker 1: comely matron, fair face, the maiden, tall and pale and sweet,
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  Speaker 1: keeps by your side with even pace. You see her
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  Speaker 1: not nay, she is mine, this gracious presence from the past.
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  Speaker 1: She is my one fair Valentine, Through summer's glow, through
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  Speaker 1: winter's blast. End a poem. This recording is in the
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  Speaker 1: public domain.
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  Speaker 28: The Martins by Marian Longfellow, read for LibriVox dot org
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  Speaker 28: by Nemo, slowly sinks the sun. The evening takes from
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  Speaker 28: night a deeper tone. Birds on restless wing are wheeling
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  Speaker 28: with a grace and strength their own Martin's hw your
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  Speaker 28: note reminds me of the day so long ago, in
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  Speaker 28: the time when care or sorrow ne'er had touched me
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  Speaker 28: with their woe back your song, This evening takes me
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  Speaker 28: back within the golden past, and I seem to see
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  Speaker 28: the village and the spell of yours cast once again
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  Speaker 28: about my spirit. Memory brings before my view friends and
• 1:17:01
  Speaker 28: faces long since vanished, sounds and scenes that once I
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  Speaker 28: knew till the sea girt town uprises from the mist,
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  Speaker 28: and verdure dressed borne is jewel in its setting on
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  Speaker 28: the grand old ocean's breast o'er the waves. The bell
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  Speaker 28: sounds clearly with its call to evening prayer, and the
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  Speaker 28: Martins wheel and circle now with swift wing through the air.
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  Speaker 28: So I muse while twilight summons once again. The long
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  Speaker 28: ago and its clustered memories fill my brooding heart and
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  Speaker 28: overflow youth and love and hope are weary in these
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  Speaker 28: years have grown, and I walk a faint in life's
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  Speaker 28: rough pathway, where erstwhile my feet did fly. But I
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  Speaker 28: think when Azrael greets me, I would feign the hour
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  Speaker 28: were mine took, the sunset and the even at the
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  Speaker 28: summer days decline. So the Martins through the ether and
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  Speaker 28: their graceful flight should be like the harbingers of freedom
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  Speaker 28: to the soul from Earth set free. End of poem.
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  Speaker 3: Never Again by Marian Longfellow, sung for Librovox dot Org
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  Speaker 3: by Israel in Belgium in May twenty seventeen.
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  Speaker 32: Leave me alone to my sorrow, my sorrow, leave me alone,
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  Speaker 32: I would mourn my dad.
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  Speaker 4: Never again. On the moral he greet me. Never again.
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  Speaker 6: It is sad, It is sad.
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  Speaker 8: Nevagam.
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  Speaker 33: Shall I see emaproaching, hear his clear voice ring over
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  Speaker 33: thely neverergain, Shall his strong arm and fold me never again?
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  Speaker 4: Ah wo is me? Never again for the wait of
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  Speaker 4: the sanguish, never to.
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  Speaker 6: See him, to hear him again.
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  Speaker 4: Only my heart, to my heart can disclose it.
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  Speaker 20: Never, never, this quivering pain, never ugam, Will he wait
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  Speaker 20: neath my window, beating me join him as.
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  Speaker 6: Loving he stands, never to watchful.
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  Speaker 34: He's coming to meet me overthercy from those distant lands.
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  Speaker 35: Dark cor hesihes As is the built splendor of tropical skies,
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  Speaker 35: in storm, overcast, glorious, he smiled as the sunlight dissunding.
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  Speaker 8: Full lonly Earth when the tempestispased.
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  Speaker 36: Knowing the land of his birth, though he wander, if
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  Speaker 36: Souven pumps tho his footsteps, rove.
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  Speaker 8: Ever I know, in its pain and its.
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  Speaker 6: Longing, turns his heart's trust and too mind staff.
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  Speaker 9: Less long.
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  Speaker 14: Leave mer alone to my sorrow, my sorrow, Leave me alone.
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  Speaker 6: With life's dreary reframe.
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  Speaker 4: Neverer again, shall I hear? He is font pleading listening
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  Speaker 4: I hear only never again.
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  Speaker 8: We are severed by more than the otions must bellows.
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  Speaker 6: We must talking up off itach alone.
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  Speaker 18: And in pain.
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  Speaker 4: But our hearts grew but closer and fonder and Nieror
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  Speaker 4: though hearap earth, it be never again and of Boem.
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  Speaker 2: Had stoudynied by Marian Longfellow Readfullybrivox dot Org by Sonya.
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  Speaker 2: Had Stoud denied so many things, Dear Lord, I asked
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  Speaker 2: so many things that were untried, so many things I thought,
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  Speaker 2: But Oh, had Stoud denied? Had Stoud denied? I did
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  Speaker 2: not know their gold was stross. I did not see
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  Speaker 2: the chasm white, but downward plunged, And now I cry?
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  Speaker 2: Had Stoud denied? Had stoudynied? So many things with outstretched
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  Speaker 2: hands I begged might not be turned aside? I know
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  Speaker 2: the best had oft been mine? Had Stoud denied? Had
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  Speaker 2: Stou denied? I wearied thee with my wild prayers, to
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  Speaker 2: taste of joys that never abide, While many blessings had
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  Speaker 2: been mine? Had stoudynied? Had stoudynied? Had stoudynied my foolish wish?
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  Speaker 2: Hadst Thou my spirit longer tried all these vain years
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  Speaker 2: in grief I own had reaped rich gain? Had Stoud denied?
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  Speaker 2: End of poem. This recording is in the public domain.
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  Speaker 30: Why should I remember if you forget? By Marian Longfellow
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  Speaker 30: read for librivostat Org by Hyperobocha. Why should I remember
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  Speaker 30: the days of long ago? Days we spent together beside
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  Speaker 30: the river's flow? Why should I remember the dreams that
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  Speaker 30: haunt me? Yet? Ah? Why should I remember? If you forget?
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  Speaker 30: Why should I remember the nights I sat and dreamed
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  Speaker 30: as stars came out in heaven, when day and I,
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  Speaker 30: it seemed alone, kept watching vigil Ah? I recall them yet?
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  Speaker 30: But why should I remember if you forget? Why should
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  Speaker 30: I remember those days of summer time when love immortal
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  Speaker 30: bound me and sank his switching rhyme? Why should I
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  Speaker 30: remember your vowses there we met? Ah? Why should I
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  Speaker 30: remember if you forget? Why should I remember the grave
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  Speaker 30: I fashioned white within my heart and laid you and
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  Speaker 30: all that with you died? Why should I be way?
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  Speaker 30: And why should it be yet that I must still
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  Speaker 30: remember and you forget? Why has my heart grown empty?
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  Speaker 30: And why this empty throne where you who made life, dear,
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  Speaker 30: have left me now alone? Why can I not a
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  Speaker 30: watch against your memory? Set? Ah? Why should I remember
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  Speaker 30: when you forget? End of poem? This recording is in
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  Speaker 30: the public.
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  Speaker 2: Domain to HNT by Marian Longfellow, Rdfullybrivox dot Org, Persnia
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  Speaker 2: to h N T. January twenty eighth, eighteen eighty five.
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  Speaker 2: Dear heart, sweetheart, that through these years has talked with
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  Speaker 2: me in sun and shade, though the idea press and
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  Speaker 2: spites with me in thought alone that never shall fade.
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  Speaker 2: We may not wander hand in hand, we seldom greet
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  Speaker 2: us face to face. Yet in my life, thy love,
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  Speaker 2: thy words have ever yet a hallowed place together. In
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  Speaker 2: the past we roam'd when girlhood's fancies bound our will.
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  Speaker 2: To day, no less we deem its sweet. The tie
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  Speaker 2: that holds as keptive still to thee beloved, My storm
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  Speaker 2: toss'd heart turns now as then for word of cheer.
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  Speaker 2: In those far days my arm was strong, my love
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  Speaker 2: did hold thee from all fear. But now my strength
• 1:26:44
  Speaker 2: is well nigh spent. Though memory crowns each happy hour,
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  Speaker 2: and fain would forms now vanish'd seek and fain recall
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  Speaker 2: that witching power. Some sleep in death whom we called dear.
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  Speaker 2: Some roam afar in distant lands, while you and I
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  Speaker 2: have ever grown the nearer, knit by friendships, bands, And
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  Speaker 2: as the years roll on, I cling dear heart more
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  Speaker 2: closely to Thy love. God, grant for all life's bitterness
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  Speaker 2: a lasting peace to come above. End of poem. This
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  Speaker 2: recording is in the public domain. And they Shall Rise
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  Speaker 2: again by Marian Longfellow read Fullybrivox dot Org by Sonya,
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  Speaker 2: And they Shall rise again, And they shall rise again,
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  Speaker 2: Oh words of comfort given to many hearts by sorrow
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  Speaker 2: born unto the earth, And they shall rise again. The
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  Speaker 2: gates of death are riven, and forth immortal steps the
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  Speaker 2: soul unto her birth. Long had they lain in vastly pantes,
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  Speaker 2: hidden coffers, the germs of life that silent waited, But
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  Speaker 2: the call of love divine to seize upon the gift
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  Speaker 2: it profers, and to throw back and off forever the
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  Speaker 2: dark paul. And they shall rise again, arise to glories,
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  Speaker 2: bounding no earth born vision, and no span of fleeting days,
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  Speaker 2: but born of depth which life thus far had been,
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  Speaker 2: but sounding the airs of Heaven's crown and its immortal praise.
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  Speaker 2: And they shall rise again, Oh, joys of hope eternal,
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  Speaker 2: that though we weeping lay them neath the heavy sod,
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  Speaker 2: God's angels guarding, now behold their springs supernal, and hold
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  Speaker 2: them trusting, waiting But the call of God. So shall
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  Speaker 2: this easter morn to day bring to us, waiting his
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  Speaker 2: word fulfilled, his gift of gifts above all price, for
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  Speaker 2: earth and light and air are all to us, relating
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  Speaker 2: the glories borne at dawn from shores of Paradise end
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  Speaker 2: of poem. This recording is in the public domain.
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  Speaker 1: Mine Onward Path by Marian Longfellow read for LibriVox dot
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  Speaker 1: Org by Larry Wilson. And so I take mine onward
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  Speaker 1: path alone, and yet not quite alone. If God decree
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  Speaker 1: the way my Lord hath trod shall be mine own,
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  Speaker 1: and so my strength shall be what though it lead
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  Speaker 1: through tangled, break and briar, and sharpest stones, shall pierce
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  Speaker 1: my wounded feet unto that height. If my faint soul
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  Speaker 1: aspire these words, mine ear might greet if thou but
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  Speaker 1: follow me through toil and pain. If thou but take
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  Speaker 1: thy cross and follow me, I will reward thee when
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  Speaker 1: I come again, for all eternity. But if thou wilt
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  Speaker 1: not bear thy cross with me, thou canst not hope
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  Speaker 1: to win the victor's prize, No martyr's crown, no saint's
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  Speaker 1: green palm, shall be thy share in paradise. And so
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  Speaker 1: I fain would take mine onward way and humble invitation
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  Speaker 1: of my Lord this hope to be bear me in
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  Speaker 1: it day by day, his never failing word and a poem.
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  Speaker 2: After Many Days by Marian Longfellow Readfullybrivox dot Org Pasonia.
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  Speaker 2: After many days come seize upon whose pleasant breast my
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  Speaker 2: bark one day shall anchored lie beyond this season's keen unrest,
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  Speaker 2: beneath a softened evening sky. I shall not, in those
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  Speaker 2: hours of peace, recount the storms that strike me. Now
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  Speaker 2: for me, the struggled sore shall cease, and trust stand
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  Speaker 2: at my vessel's prow. The shipwreck and the storm no
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  Speaker 2: more may toss me neath its stern decree, but anchored
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  Speaker 2: within sight of shore, a perfect rest shall welcome me.
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  Speaker 2: I shall not count the tears that flow these weary hours,
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  Speaker 2: these restless days. For then my keener sight shall know
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  Speaker 2: the hidden meaning of his ways. And thus I look
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  Speaker 2: beyond the storm, beyond the clouds that now appear, knowing
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  Speaker 2: the ills that take such form, shall flee before the
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  Speaker 2: evening clear calm seas upon whose placid breast my bulk
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  Speaker 2: one day shall anchored lie My soul may not possess
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  Speaker 2: thy rest until the evening draweth nigh. End of poem.
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  Speaker 31: Some Day by Marryan Longfellow read for librivoxa Org by
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  Speaker 31: Christina Some Day when all this weary time, no more
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  Speaker 31: half power to stay my fly, when far from earth
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  Speaker 31: and happy clime, my soul shall speed her way to lie.
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  Speaker 31: I shall no more the scarb of clay beneath whose
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  Speaker 31: way I sink oppress bear with me, But, oh, blessed day,
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  Speaker 31: find all denied in life of rest. Some day, Ah,
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  Speaker 31: how my heart doth cry with longing and with pain
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  Speaker 31: aloud for some faint, sighing, less hope should die for
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  Speaker 31: some small token through the cloud less joy. No more
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  Speaker 31: my guests should be, and peace that calms with tender touch.
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  Speaker 31: No more should come to visit me, who need their
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  Speaker 31: presence hear so much.
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  Speaker 4: Some day Nay do I not?
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  Speaker 31: No, Well, this life bears little in its hand. Now
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  Speaker 31: we shall lie as in this spell, beneath its strong.
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  Speaker 4: And corral band.
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  Speaker 31: Aps tis but a span dealt out to each as
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  Speaker 31: grains of sand, macing that as the tempest whirls about,
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  Speaker 31: are gone and end in acid dream and the poem.
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  Speaker 31: This recording is in the public domain.
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  Speaker 1: Lake Winnipegoke by Marian Longfellow, read for LibriVox dot Org
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  Speaker 1: by Larry Wilson. Twilight O fair broad lake upon whose
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  Speaker 1: breast the shifting shadows rise and fall thy surgeon waters,
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  Speaker 1: vague unrest sinks beneath twilight's gathering Paul thy changing beauties
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  Speaker 1: quickly glide successive past the intransit eye, while heels around
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  Speaker 1: in regal pride reflected in thy waters.
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  Speaker 25: Lie.
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  Speaker 1: I hear the plash of dipping o'er, I see the
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  Speaker 1: boats swing on their way. The waves flow on from
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  Speaker 1: shore to shore, while softly slowly dies the day, and
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  Speaker 1: sweetly with the evening's calm upon my heart. There falls
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  Speaker 1: a peace that comes as comes the evening, psalm that
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  Speaker 1: bids the world's vain tumult cease, and is fall swift
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  Speaker 1: the shades of night along the path my feet must
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  Speaker 1: tread lo through the clouds. A golden light upon life's
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  Speaker 1: passing scene is shed and so bathed in its softened glow,
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  Speaker 1: and tuned to sweetest harmonies. Far far beyond life's ebb
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  Speaker 1: and flow, the soul immortal seeks the skies in a poem.
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  Speaker 1: This recording is in the public domain. Jesus of Nazareth
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  Speaker 1: Passeth By by Maryan Longfellow, read for LibriVox dot Org
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  Speaker 1: by Larry Wilson. O storm Tossed Soul in thine hour
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  Speaker 1: of need, Turn to the light. Ere the moments fly,
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  Speaker 1: Turn unto one who will ever heed. Jesus of Nazareth
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  Speaker 1: passeth by. Hark what mean these songs of praise and
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  Speaker 1: clouds of incense that float on high, see borne on
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  Speaker 1: wings on this day of days? Jesus of Nazareth passeth by.
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  Speaker 1: If thou but touch his garments him as they did
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  Speaker 1: of old, if thou wouldst not die, lo from his
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  Speaker 1: person as unto them, healing and love flow silently into
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  Speaker 1: each heart he entereth now listeneth unto each sinner's cry,
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  Speaker 1: then leaving his blessing upon each brow. Jesus of Nazareth
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  Speaker 1: passeth by, Joy that we sat at his blessed feet,
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  Speaker 1: Joy that he hears e'en the faintest sigh loudly our
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  Speaker 1: lips exultant to repeat. Jesus of Nazareth passeth by end
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  Speaker 1: a poem. This recording is in the public domain. Nearer
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  Speaker 1: my Rest by Marrying Longfellow read for LibriVox dot Org
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  Speaker 1: by Larry Wilson. Nearer my rest, with each succeeding day
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  Speaker 1: that bears me still mine own allotted task. Nearer my
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  Speaker 1: rest the clouds roll swift away and nought remains, O Lord,
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  Speaker 1: for me to ask. If I but bear unflinchingly life's
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  Speaker 1: pain and humbly lay it at thy feet, Divine, then
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  Speaker 1: shall I see each loss a hidden gain, and thy
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  Speaker 1: sweet mercy through the darkness. Shine nearer my rest, And
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  Speaker 1: as I journey on, grant me, Dear Lord, my angel
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  Speaker 1: guides to be, to keep and help me Ere that
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  Speaker 1: rest be won. Patience and faith and blessed purity. These guise,
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  Speaker 1: I pray thee each thine attribute, and thou, O Lord,
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  Speaker 1: my shield and armor bright. For without THEE, no tree
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  Speaker 1: shall bear good fruit. These three, O Lord, to lead
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  Speaker 1: me through the night. In the poem, this recording is
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  Speaker 1: in the public domain. So many years by Marrying Longfellow
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  Speaker 1: read for LibriVox dot org by Larry Wilson. These hands
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  Speaker 1: have labored Lord, so many years. So many years. These
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  Speaker 1: feet have trod this road so many years. These shoulders,
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  Speaker 1: bent and weak, have borne their own and others heavy load.
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  Speaker 1: This heart is broken in these many years, and tears
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  Speaker 1: have dimmed these eyes till life has seemed but one
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  Speaker 1: sad wilderness, and few the hours of peace amidst the
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  Speaker 1: bitter strife. Must I then, Lord, toil on unceasing. Here,
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  Speaker 1: hast thou no words of comfort for my soul. Are
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  Speaker 1: all the cheerless fainting hours to win, no progress toward
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  Speaker 1: my weary spirit's goal. Nay, as I speak, I know
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  Speaker 1: the day will dawn from out the dark and tempest
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  Speaker 1: driven night. When I release, shall stand erect and free
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  Speaker 1: within the glory of that radiant light. No more than
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  Speaker 1: heart bewail these hours of earth, No more shed tears
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  Speaker 1: of blood. For surely there beyond the darkness and the
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  Speaker 1: pain and gloom, shines forth the sun in lands that
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  Speaker 1: are most fair. In the poem, this recording is in
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  Speaker 1: the public.
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  Speaker 31: Domain Sorrow by Marry and longfellow. But for lebrivoxta, or
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  Speaker 31: by Christina our warritule my breast, nor you solely that
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  Speaker 31: it was such off? Has it robbed me of my
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  Speaker 31: rest oft? Have I shivered at its touch? I wore
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  Speaker 31: it trembling, And I knew nor why it was in fact,
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  Speaker 31: nor how its presence felt like evening dew on, shrinking
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  Speaker 31: heart and lip and brow. It was a thing of pain,
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  Speaker 31: and yet a subtile blessing seemed to flow from neath
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  Speaker 31: its touch. Though eyes were wet as from the stab
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  Speaker 31: of ruthless flow. Not until ears had blood did I
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  Speaker 31: behold the inner presence there. Not until time had passed
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  Speaker 31: all by did I perceive its beauty rare. But now
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  Speaker 31: I know thee as thou art o face, divine, Thou
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  Speaker 31: lookest down upon my life and bruised high and fear
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  Speaker 31: of thee forever hath blown. Thou shalt walk with me
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  Speaker 31: as I know, for the brief space of ears to
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  Speaker 31: be a newer higher path, to show where sorrow wins
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  Speaker 31: me purity and no poem. This recording is in the
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  Speaker 28: Unknown by Marian Longfellow, read for LibriVox dot org by Nemo.
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  Speaker 28: A day whose wondrous dawn is writ in letters firm
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  Speaker 28: and free and bold, through years, whose prophecies shall fit
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  Speaker 28: the stone from life's mosaic old. A day wherein my
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  Speaker 28: hands shall rest from labor ill requited. Here the hands
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  Speaker 28: whose clasp on peace hath pressed to light, to hold
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  Speaker 28: it very near. That day, whose numbers ofttimes now rolls
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  Speaker 28: past each year, but all unseen my eyes now holden
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  Speaker 28: shades the brow where other shades have frequent been some
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  Speaker 28: token in each joyous year that most I loved abides unseen,
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  Speaker 28: and bears aloft in index clear upon its leaves, now
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  Speaker 28: clasp between the month, the day, the hour is there
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  Speaker 28: unconscious to my searching eye. When be the skies or
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  Speaker 28: dark or fair, shall added be the year I die?
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  Speaker 28: And as I note each feast of song on earth,
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  Speaker 28: each joy, each loss or birth, shall I not give,
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  Speaker 28: nor thus be wrong a thought to that, when clogging
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  Speaker 28: earth shall hold me bond slaved here no more, No
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  Speaker 28: more shall dim with tears mine eyes, when I shall
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  Speaker 28: simply pass the door, no living hand impatient tries not
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  Speaker 28: mine to know that day as yet, But in the
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  Speaker 28: watches of the night, the watch my soul herself hath set.
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  Speaker 28: I wait the coming of that light. Not then is
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  Speaker 28: messenger of dread. I wait to read it on the scroll,
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  Speaker 28: Not as impatient, nor as wed to life, abides my
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  Speaker 28: waiting soul. Though now inscribed unknown, it takes its place
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  Speaker 28: on calendar of Earth, an anniversary that wakes to greid
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  Speaker 28: us from the hour of birth and of poem. This
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  Speaker 28: recording is on the public domain.
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  Speaker 2: Our Birthright by maryan Longfellow readfullybrivox dot Org by Sonia
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  Speaker 2: Our Birthright, God of the Nations, thou whose might hath
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  Speaker 2: led us from the dark to light. Since first the
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  Speaker 2: puny people we sought and obtained our liberty, Grant we
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  Speaker 2: beseech THEE for the earth a peace that shall have
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  Speaker 2: noble birth, a peace that shall beneath its wings enfold
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  Speaker 2: the brightest best of things. Keep thou the people of
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  Speaker 2: that land, who for their homes and fireside stand, Teach
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  Speaker 2: thou another land to rest her arms and bend her
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  Speaker 2: haughty crest. Bring thou within the fold of right all
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  Speaker 2: who are plagued with war and blight. And bring o
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  Speaker 2: God in this new year, a reign of love and
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  Speaker 2: not of fear. So shall we keep Thy word divine.
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  Speaker 2: So shall the land no more repine, And this wide world,
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  Speaker 2: oppressed with fear, look onward to a brighter year. God
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  Speaker 2: of the nations, Thou, whose might hath led us from
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  Speaker 2: the dark to light, grant us to live, that we
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  Speaker 2: may be worthy our birthright liberty. End of poem. This
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  Speaker 2: recording is in the public domain.
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  Speaker 37: Lexington by Marian Longfellow, read for Libervox Org by Todd
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  Speaker 37: April nineteenth, seventeen seventy five. We name our heroes in
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  Speaker 37: the hush that follows battles awful roar, and count the
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  Speaker 37: cost of that great rush to victory. They deemed no
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  Speaker 37: more than just a simple right to shed their blood
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  Speaker 37: in such a holy cause, where the unconquered died or bled.
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  Speaker 37: We turn from our safe ground and pause to wonder how,
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  Speaker 37: in days long gone such power was given to right
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  Speaker 37: the wrong. We deem them worthy of all praise, the
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  Speaker 37: heroes of that battlefield, and looking backward to those days
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  Speaker 37: that meed of praise most gladly yield. Were they more
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  Speaker 37: true to dictates, bold of honour in that olden time,
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  Speaker 37: or when the weight of proof is told rang out
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  Speaker 37: the truth in purer chime, gave them more freely of
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  Speaker 37: life's stream than we would do than we dare dream.
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  Speaker 37: They did not flinch when in the wage of war
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  Speaker 37: stern duties standard waved, But heart and hand did both engage,
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  Speaker 37: and on each soul was deep engraved. Country and home
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  Speaker 37: fit words to urge to action, more heroic still as
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  Speaker 37: or that mighty ocean surge rang out the watchword of
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  Speaker 37: their will. As onward press to liberty. The men through
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  Speaker 37: whom we now are free in conflict rang their cry
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  Speaker 37: of might. Ours is the cause that must be won.
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  Speaker 37: God is the helper of that right. So sped the
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  Speaker 37: word at Lexington. While hurrying from peaceful plow to war's
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  Speaker 37: red stained field. They came, not theirs neath tyranny, to bow,
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  Speaker 37: not theirs a country's death and shame, but to go
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  Speaker 37: on to greater height, with wings outspread for purer flight.
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  Speaker 37: Hail heroes in our country's need. We bring ye wreaths
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  Speaker 37: of laurel leaves. We gather of the scatter'd seed in
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  Speaker 37: full and ripen'd harvest. Sheaves yours. Be it air to
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  Speaker 37: lift our minds to realms of higher deed and thought.
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  Speaker 37: Be ours to loose what here but binds and holds
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  Speaker 37: us from the objects sought. That may we hope in
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  Speaker 37: time to stand as staunch and true as that brave band.
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  Speaker 37: To day, as meet, we hold this page of history
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  Speaker 37: before the world, While all overhead, undimmed by age, our
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  Speaker 37: country's flag is all unfurled, O emblem of sweet freedom's gift.
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  Speaker 37: Not vainly are thy stars displayed to thee. Are eyes
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  Speaker 37: with pride we lift thy stars and stripes our strength
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  Speaker 37: have made. Hail heroes of brave deeds well done. Hail
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  Speaker 37: day that gave us Lexington end of poem. This recording
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  Speaker 37: is in the public domain. O Land of Our Birth
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  Speaker 37: by Mary and Longfellow read for Libervox by Todd. O
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  Speaker 37: Land of our Birth, whose bright colours are waving from
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  Speaker 37: mountain and valley, or sea or land, a pathway of light,
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  Speaker 37: lo its glory is paving to weane not nor darken.
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  Speaker 37: At Despot's command. We stand beneath the flag that embodies
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  Speaker 37: the Union. While history passes in stirring review. Our hearts,
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  Speaker 37: in remembrance now hold proud communion with a record of
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  Speaker 37: deeds both gallant and true. All Land of our Birth
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  Speaker 37: tis a glory undying that sheds its soft light o'er
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  Speaker 37: each seen outspread and Tyranny's hand. All in vain is
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  Speaker 37: defying the heaven born peace that to freedom is wed.
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  Speaker 37: We feel the glad throb of the patriot's devotion that
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  Speaker 37: air to the stars and the stripes must be due.
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  Speaker 37: All else is engulfed in overwhelming emotion that finds its
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  Speaker 37: fulfillment the red, white, and blue and of palm. This
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  Speaker 37: recording is in the public domain. Our Flag by Marian Longfellow,
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  Speaker 37: red for LibriVox dot Org by Tod dedicated to the
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  Speaker 37: children of America. Fling to the breeze our noble flag,
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  Speaker 37: and let it ride the gale in time of war
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  Speaker 37: will never lag its stars and stripes near pale. Give
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  Speaker 37: it to Heaven's breeze once more, and let it proudly float.
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  Speaker 37: The emblem bear from shore to shore, to herald Freedom's note.
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  Speaker 37: Look to it, children, tis a gift most precious in
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  Speaker 37: its worth. No slave, his streaming eyes need lift to
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  Speaker 37: curse his wretched birth. No deed to bring the blush
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  Speaker 37: of shame should flaunt beneath its folds, But ever brighter
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  Speaker 37: grow the fame of work its plan unfolds. Look to it, children.
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  Speaker 37: Let it be as fair to day as when the
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  Speaker 37: founders of our liberty stood forth God's noble men, when
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  Speaker 37: by the price of blood and tears they sealed that
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  Speaker 37: sacred deed and cast aside all doubts and fears to
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  Speaker 37: meet a country's need. Then let it float to Heaven's
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  Speaker 37: breeze beneath the sapphire dome, far o'er the tops of
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  Speaker 37: waving trees, for country and for home. Fling to the breeze,
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  Speaker 37: our noble flag, and let it ride the gale. In
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  Speaker 37: time of war, twill never last. Its stars and stripes
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  Speaker 37: ne'er pale in time of peace, how fair to see
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  Speaker 37: sent forth by Patriot hand this symbol of sweet liberty
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  Speaker 37: throughout our native land and of poem. This recording is
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  Speaker 37: in the public domain. The National Flower by Mariam Longfellow
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  Speaker 37: red for LibriVox dot Org by Tod The Golden Rod,
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  Speaker 37: It grows mid, tangled underwood, all brilliant in the fields,
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  Speaker 37: and o'er our hearts a subtle spell. Its golden beauty
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  Speaker 37: wields perchance some exile's foot hath pressed the road with
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  Speaker 37: weary tread. When low from out the wayside growth, it
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  Speaker 37: rears its bonny head, not with the first faint tints
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  Speaker 37: of spring are its bright blossom scene, but radiant in
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  Speaker 37: its garb and decked with autumn's fruitful sheen. Then hail,
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  Speaker 37: bright flows are our choice, with multiform design, though many
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  Speaker 37: in thy blossom's wealth, still one on parent vine. End
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  Speaker 37: of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Roll
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  Speaker 37: Muffled Drums by Marian Longfellow, read for LibriVox dot Org
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  Speaker 37: by Todd Arlington, May thirty, nineteen o two. Roll muffled
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  Speaker 37: drums upon the Air and Flag's furrow colors bright, For
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  Speaker 37: this is hallowed ground we tread, and here we learn
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  Speaker 37: death's might. Our heroes, whose last rest is now within
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  Speaker 37: this silent spot, in lowly tents their bivouac find, though
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  Speaker 37: not by us, forgot well forth o music in soft strains,
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  Speaker 37: and learn o soul of man. As down the leafy
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  Speaker 37: isles it throbs, how brief on earth the span of life,
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  Speaker 37: and turn from its rude clash and all its weary
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  Speaker 37: pain to muse awhile on heroes gone, and hear their
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  Speaker 37: praise again. As words of ore tour now fall upon
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  Speaker 37: the listening ear, life grows less close, and death is
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  Speaker 37: robbed of much of doubt and fear. For as the
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  Speaker 37: burning words go forth upon the balmy wind, men's thoughts
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  Speaker 37: are swayed by tones that sing the glory of mankind.
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  Speaker 37: Then muffled drums roll on, and flags your brilliant colors furl,
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  Speaker 37: For here the dead sleep on, and here no more
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  Speaker 37: may warfare hurl, its blighting torch, its screaming shell, its
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  Speaker 37: horror and its dread hark on the summer wind is borne.
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  Speaker 37: A requiem for the dead and of poem. This recording
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  Speaker 37: is in the public domain.
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  Speaker 2: The Dead Musician by Marian Longfellow Readfullybrivox dot Org by
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  Speaker 2: Sonya The Dead Musician Julius Eichberg hushed is the magic
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  Speaker 2: of his touch that waked the soul to joyous praise.
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  Speaker 2: The vibrant strain we loved so much still echoes on
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  Speaker 2: throughout the days, days that had sped in steady round,
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  Speaker 2: thrilled by the songs his bow had bound. Still is
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  Speaker 2: the music to our ears. In higher cycles, we believe,
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  Speaker 2: brighter than earthly crown appears his genius and shall meet receive.
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  Speaker 2: While in a rarer, fuller light, his touch still wakens
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  Speaker 2: to delight. Then is he not as one who dies
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  Speaker 2: and whose brief day is ended. Here for in those
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  Speaker 2: worlds which time defies, his melody grows still more clear?
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  Speaker 2: Then is he not as one whose lives light is
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  Speaker 2: darkened by death's envious night. Thus, while we wear within
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  Speaker 2: our thought the beauty of his godlike art that here,
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  Speaker 2: in eager longing, sought to voice the music in his heart,
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  Speaker 2: Oh bear in mind, no truth divine of art is lost.
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  Speaker 2: It needs must shine across the waste of shipwrecked lives,
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  Speaker 2: as over the brightest path below, wherever its meaning steadfast,
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  Speaker 2: strives to sing its measures stately flow. For life is art,
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  Speaker 2: as art is life, and source above unequal strive. He
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  Speaker 2: gave to men the measure free the gods had given
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  Speaker 2: to his soul, and touched to deeper ecstasy, bound music
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  Speaker 2: to his sweet control. O Artist, true, we deem thy death,
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  Speaker 2: but entrance into fuller breath, but fuller grasp of thy
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  Speaker 2: great work, But deeper drafts from wells divine, where disappointment
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  Speaker 2: never may lurk. Where round thy head the glories shine,
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  Speaker 2: which crowns endeavor firm and true, and gives thee roses
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  Speaker 2: never rule. Here do we leave thee with thy brow
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  Speaker 2: encircled with the roses. Sweet victory is token crowning. Now
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  Speaker 2: thine art, with all our praises meet here do we
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  Speaker 2: leave thee victor still, for art bends not to death's
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  Speaker 2: stern will. End of poem. This recording is in the
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  Speaker 2: public domain.
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  Speaker 28: The Nation Weeps by Marian Longfellow read for LibriVox dot
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  Speaker 28: Worg by Nemo n Memoriam William McKinley, September fourteenth, nineteen
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  Speaker 28: oh one. Weeps while through the stricken land stalks the
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  Speaker 28: grim specter raised by traitor hand, and on the air
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  Speaker 28: there rises dire lament for vigil, suffering, and life now spent.
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  Speaker 28: Lo through the tumult comes the voice of trust from
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  Speaker 28: soul of mortal triumphing or dust. God's will not ours,
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  Speaker 28: O hero strong, to rise above the thought of burning
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  Speaker 28: wrong dealt by a dastard's hand, O spirit bright seeing,
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  Speaker 28: while here the heavy cross grow light. His will be done,
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  Speaker 28: his guiding hand, my way. That heart yet bound by
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  Speaker 28: racking pain, could say. The nation weeps anger and grief,
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  Speaker 28: uplift on high their hands. Oh, from this pain to
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  Speaker 28: sift some grain of comfort and some thought of rest.
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  Speaker 28: Again those tender words God knoweth best. As man not
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  Speaker 28: free from earthly fault? Was he from mortal man? May
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  Speaker 28: not perfection see, But yet as man he bore full
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  Speaker 28: well his part and freely spent his wealth of brain
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  Speaker 28: and heart. E'en as we think of him, the silent
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  Speaker 28: land draws near, and dimly by his bed there stand
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  Speaker 28: Lincoln and Garfield, now henceforth to be with him, a
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  Speaker 28: martyr trio grand and free. The nation weeps, Oh, hearts
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  Speaker 28: be comforted. He needs no more your words, so feebly said,
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  Speaker 28: he heeds no more your things thoughts of praise or blame,
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  Speaker 28: for he hath won for ear a higher fame, soldier
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  Speaker 28: of cross and battlefield. His death, hath taught humanity that
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  Speaker 28: fleeting breath of mortal glory hears but a slender span
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  Speaker 28: and brief Indeed on earth the life of man. Dear Earth,
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  Speaker 28: enfold him in your RESTful arms and guard him well.
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  Speaker 28: Though past are all alarms e'en, though while now at
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  Speaker 28: rest he calmly sleeps. The nation weeps, the stricken nation weeps,
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  Speaker 28: and a poem. This recording is in the public domain.
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  Speaker 2: In memoriam by Marryan Longfellow readfullybrivostat org As Sonya. In
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  Speaker 2: Memoriam Charles Henshaw Dana, the lilies clustered, fair and tall.
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  Speaker 2: I stood outside the garden wall Celia, theexter Life's lilies
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  Speaker 2: grew along his way in beauty clad from day to day,
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  Speaker 2: while music, with her lovely strains led him a captive
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  Speaker 2: in her chains, and friends with generous hand and thought
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  Speaker 2: unto his fireside greetings brought. I would have given my
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  Speaker 2: life to be the rose she touched so tenderly, so
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  Speaker 2: sang the poet, and the tone awoke for him sweet
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  Speaker 2: strains alone ah earthly love, How vain thou art to
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  Speaker 2: still the longings of the heart. The Angel Azrael touched
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  Speaker 2: his hand, and life on earth yields the demand. No
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  Speaker 2: more he stands outside the gate. No more hath need
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  Speaker 2: to watch or wait? End of poem. This recording is
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  Speaker 2: in the public domain. In memoriam by Marian Longfellow, Readfullybrivox
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  Speaker 2: dot Org by Sonia in Memoriam M. J. E. Oh
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  Speaker 2: Bit June nineteenth, eighteen seventy four. Who shall separate that
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  Speaker 2: spirit from the blessed love of Christ? He hath called
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  Speaker 2: her to himself, for whom the world hath not sufficed?
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  Speaker 2: Pure her spirit upward, winging now its swift, untremmeled way
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  Speaker 2: far beyond our aching vision, enters that serena day, patient, pure,
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  Speaker 2: she took the burden of this life unto his feet,
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  Speaker 2: he who hath called his love and bid them come
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  Speaker 2: unto his present suite. All she leaveth gladly, answering her
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  Speaker 2: beloved Master's call. And for her the shadowy valley had
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  Speaker 2: no terror to Appall passed unto a life all glorious.
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  Speaker 2: Now a ransomed soul she bides ended all the weary watching,
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  Speaker 2: crossed foray life's troubled tides. So we leave her now,
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  Speaker 2: possessing to the full Christ's own sweet love, and one
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  Speaker 2: more of life's best treasures lives and waits for us above.
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  Speaker 2: End of poem. This recording is in the public domain.
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  Speaker 31: Consolation by Marian Longfellow read for lebrivoxa org by Christina
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  Speaker 31: in two l December fourth, nineteen o three, four fifty A. M.
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  Speaker 31: It is all right, yes, friend, it is all right.
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  Speaker 31: Although about the closest shades of nine to human eyes
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  Speaker 31: to isa to lie, it is all right, It is
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  Speaker 31: all right, It is all right, even though we miss
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  Speaker 31: THEE here, for THEE are past the clouds, and all
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  Speaker 31: the fear bred of this life, which shall no more
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  Speaker 31: appear to be as good, because thy sky is clear.
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  Speaker 31: It is all right, kind soul, so bright and true.
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  Speaker 31: We miss THEE now, we miss the happy view of
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  Speaker 31: all that through the days of life here grew the
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  Speaker 31: oath hath passed for THEE hath dawned the new. It
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  Speaker 31: is all right, thy words, as fell the night before,
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  Speaker 31: thine eyes appierced the coming light fall on our ears
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  Speaker 31: a benison all bright. We can't but say with THEE
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  Speaker 31: it is all right.
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  Speaker 4: End a poem.
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  Speaker 31: This recording is in the public domain, and of contrasted
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  Speaker 31: songs by Marian Longfellow