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Lines To A Movement In Mozart’s E-Flat Symphony

Thomas Hardy

Lines To A Movement In Mozart's E-Flat SymphonyShow me again the time

When in the Junetide’s prime

We flew by meads and mountains northerly! –

Yea, to such freshness, fairness, fulness, fineness, freeness,

Love lures life on.
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Show me again the day

When from the sandy bay

We looked together upon the pestered sea! –

Yea, to such surging, swaying, sighing, swelling, shrinking,

Love lures life on.
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Show me again the hour

When by the pinnacled tower

We eyed each other and feared futurity! –

Yea, to such bodings, broodings, beatings, blanchings, blessings,

Love lures life on.
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Show me again just this:

The moment of that kiss

Away from the prancing folk, by the strawberry-tree!

– Yea, to such rashness, ratheness, rareness, ripeness, richness,

Love lures life on.
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Listen to Mozart’s Symphony No. 39 in E-flat major, K. 543

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