A Noctural Upon St. Lucy's Day, Being the Shortest Day - Ketil Bjørnstad.mp3

A Noctural Upon St. Lucy's Day, Being the Shortest Day - Ketil Bjørnstad.mp3
A Noctural Upon St. Lucy's Day, Being the Shortest Day-Ketil Bjørnstad (无损音质) 专享
[00:23.10]'Tis the year's...
[00:23.10]'Tis the year's midnight, and it is the day's,
[00:32.94]Lucy's, who scarce seven hours herself unmasks;
[00:34.23]The sun is spent, and now his flasks
[00:35.07]Send forth light squibs, no constant rays;
[00:42.36]The world's whole sap is sunk;
[00:42.96]The general balm th' hydroptic earth hath drunk,
[00:44.01]Whither, as to the bed's-feet, life is shrunk,
[00:51.45]Dead and interr'd; yet all these seem to laugh,
[01:12.15]Compared with me, who am their epitaph.
[01:25.83]Study me then, you who shall lovers be
[01:31.71]At the next world, that is, at the next spring;
[01:42.39]For I am every dead thing,
[01:43.62]In whom Love wrought new alchemy.
[01:51.15]For his art did express
[01:51.72]A quintessence even from nothingness,
[02:12.45]From dull privations, and lean emptiness;
[02:20.67]He ruin'd me, and I am re-begot
[02:26.31]Of absence, darkness, death - things which are not.
[02:37.14]All others, from all things, draw all that's good,
[02:45.18]Life, soul, form, spirit, whence they being have;
[02:48.09]I, by Love's limbec, am the grave
[02:48.72]Of all, that's nothing. Oft a flood
[03:08.91]Have we two wept, and so
[03:12.42]Drown'd the whole world, us two; oft did we grow,
[03:24.57]To be two chaoses, when we did show
[03:25.62]Care to aught else; and often absences
[03:30.18]Withdrew our souls, and made us carcasses.
[03:53.04]But I am by her death - which word wrongs her -
[03:58.38]Of the first nothing the elixir grown;
[04:00.39]Were I a man, that I were one
[04:13.92]I needs must know; I should prefer,
[04:23.85]If I were any beast,
[04:27.60]Some ends, some means; yea plants, yea stones detest,
[04:38.28]And love; all, all some properties invest.
[05:00.09]If I an ordinary nothing were,
[05:00.72]As shadow, a light, and body must be here.
[05:11.34]But I am none; nor will my sun renew.
[05:42.36]You lovers, for whose sake the lesser sun
[06:16.26]At this time to the Goat is run
[06:16.86]To fetch new lust, and give it you,
[06:17.52]Enjoy your summer all,
[06:18.00]Since she enjoys her long night's festival.
[06:19.02]Let me prepare towards her, and let me call
[06:19.92]This hour her vigil, and her eve, since this
[06:21.03]Both the year's and the day's deep midnight is.
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