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• 1.La Bella Donna Della Mia Mente
• La Bella Donna Della Mia Mente My limbs are wasted with a flame， My feet are sore with travelling， For， calling on my Lady's name， My lips have no...
• 2.Chanson
• Chanson A ring of gold and a milk-white dove Are goodly gifts for thee， And a hempen rope for your own love To hang upon a tree. For you a House of I...
• 3.Les Silhouettes
• Les Silhouettes The sea is flecked with bars of grey， The dull dead wind is out of tune， And like a withered leaf the moon Is blown across the storm...
• 4.The Grave Of Keats
• The Grave Of Keats Rid of the world's injustice， and his pain， He rests at last beneath God's veil of blue： Taken from life when life and love were...
• 5.Theocritus - A Villanelle
• Theocritus - A Villanelle O singer of Persephone！ In the dim meadows desolate Dost thou remember Sicily？ Still through the ivy flits the bee Where A...
• 6.In The Gold Room - A Harmony
• In The Gold Room - A Harmony Her ivory hands on the ivory keys Strayed in a fitful fantasy， Like the silver gleam when the poplar trees Rustle their ...
• 7.Ballade De Marguerite （Normande）
• Ballade De Marguerite （Normande） I am weary of lying within the chase When the knights are meeting in market-place. Nay， go not thou to the red-roo...
• 8.The Dole Of The King's Daughter （Breton）
• The Dole Of The King's Daughter （Breton） Seven stars in the still water， And seven in the sky； Seven sins on the King's daughter， Deep in her sou...
• 9.Amor Intellectualis
• Amor Intellectualis Oft have we trod the vales of Castaly And heard sweet notes of sylvan music blown From antique reeds to common folk unknown： And ...
• 10.Santa Decca
• Santa Decca The Gods are dead： no longer do we bring To grey-eyed Pallas crowns of olive-leaves！ Demeter's child no more hath tithe of sheaves， And...