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No. 17 - Solo - Amasis - "The morning's heartless Sun."
| Amasis: | The morning's heartless sun will gild The roofs of this proud city; Nor heed my heart dismayed and chilled: Why won't the sun show pity? The moon today will flood again The garden of this Palace; It may be foolish to complain, But need she be so callous? The stars which watched us plight our troth, We trusted to their blindness; Their steely eyes deny us both The milk of human kindness. The day dawns like an opening flow'r Though my glad dream is shattered; I think the world in this dark hour Might just pretend it mattered. Ah! |
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Page created 27 September 2016 .