[00:52.68] |
The odor from the flower is gone, |
[00:58.61] |
Which like thy kisses breathed on me |
[01:02.94] |
The color from the flower is flown, |
[01:07.20] |
Which glowed of thee, and only thee! |
[01:10.07] |
A shriveled, lifeless, vacant form, |
[01:15.94] |
It lies on my abandoned breast, |
[01:20.35] |
And mocks the heart, which yet is warm, |
[01:24.67] |
With cold and silent rest. |
[01:27.89] |
|
[02:01.65] |
I weep ---- my tears revive it not |
[02:11.53] |
I sigh ---- it breathes no more on me |
[02:20.22] |
Its mute and uncomplaining lot |
[02:28.94] |
Is such as mine should be. |
[02:39.05] |
|
[03:47.41] |
The odor from the flower is gone, |
[03:53.09] |
Which like thy kisses breathed on me |
[03:57.30] |
The color from the flower is flown, |
[04:01.72] |
Which glowed of thee, and only thee! |
[04:04.65] |
A shriveled, lifeless, vacant form, |
[04:10.52] |
It lies on my abandoned breast, |
[04:14.61] |
And mocks the heart, which yet is warm, |
[04:19.17] |
With cold and silent rest. |
[04:22.19] |
|
[04:56.92] |
I weep ---- my tears revive it not |
[05:06.10] |
I sigh ---- it breathes no more on me |
[05:14.42] |
Its mute and uncomplaining lot |
[05:23.51] |
Is such as mine should be. |
[05:32.24] |
|
[06:33.00] |
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