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  • A WEIGHT of awe

    By William Wordsworth

    A WEIGHT of awe, not easy to be borne

    COMPOSED OR SUGGESTED DURING A TOUR
    IN THE SUMMER OF 1833

    XLIII. THE MONUMENT COMMONLY CALLED LONG MEG
    AND HER DAUGHTERS, NEAR THE RIVER EDEN

    A WEIGHT of awe, not easy to be borne,
    Fell suddenly upon my Spirit–cast
    From the dread bosom of the unknown past,
    When first I saw that family forlorn.
    Speak Thou, whose massy strength and stature scorn
    The power of years–pre-eminent, and placed
    Apart, to overlook the circle vast–
    Speak, Giant-mother! tell it to the Morn
    While she dispels the cumbrous shades of Night;
    Let the Moon hear, emerging from a cloud;
    At whose behest uprose on British ground
    That Sisterhood, in hieroglyphic round
    Forth-shadowing, some have deemed, the infinite
    The inviolable God, that tames the proud!

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  • Love That Is Silent

    Jacopone Da Todi

    Love, silent as the night,
    Who not one word wilt say,
    That none may know thee right!
    O Love that lies concealed,
    Through heat and storm and cold,
    That none may guess nor read
    Thy secrets manifold;
    Lest thieves should soon grow bold
    To steal away thy treasure,
    Snatch it and take to flight
    Deep-hid, thy secret fires
    More ardently shall glow;
    And he who screens thee close,
    Thy fiercest heat shall know.

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  • Reach for the Light Lyrics

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    Steve Winwood

    (Weil)

    Balto Soundtrack 1995

    Deep in the night
    the winds blow cold
    and in a heartbeat
    the fear takes hold

    Deep in the storm
    there’s a place that’s soft and still
    where the road waits to be taken
    if you only will

    The voices inside you
    can lead your soul astray
    Believe in what you dream
    Don’t turn away
    don’t you turn away

    Reach for the light
    You might touch the sky
    Stand on the mountaintop
    and see yourself flying
    Reach for the light
    to capture a star
    Come out of the darkness
    and find out who you are

    Somewhere in time
    the truth shines through
    and the spirit knows
    what it has to do

    Somewhere in you
    there’s a power with no name
    It can rise to meet the moment
    and burn like a flame

    And you can be stronger
    than anything you know
    Hold on to what you see
    Don’t let it go
    don’t you let it go

    Now, there’s no turning back
    when your destiny is calling
    Listen to the thunder roll
    and let your heart break free

    Reach for the light

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  • Sisters of Mercy

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    Leonard Cohen

    Oh the sisters of mercy,
    they are not departed or gone.
    They were waiting for me
    when I thought that I just can’t go on.
    And they brought me their comfort
    and later they brought me this song.
    Oh I hope you run into them,
    you who’ve been travelling so long.

    Yes you who must leave everything
    that you cannot control.
    It begins with your family,
    but soon it comes around to your soul.
    Well I’ve been where you’re hanging,
    I think I can see how you’re pinned:
    When you’re not feeling holy,
    your loneliness says that you’ve sinned.

    Well they lay down beside me,
    I made my confession to them.
    They touched both my eyes
    and I touched the dew on their hem.
    If your life is a leaf that the seasons
    tear off and condemn
    they will bind you with love that is
    graceful and green as a stem.

    When I left they were sleeping,
    I hope you run into them soon.
    Don’t turn on the lights,
    you can read their address by the moon.
    And you won’t make me jealous
    if I hear that they sweetened your night:
    We weren’t lovers like that
    and besides it would still be all right,
    We weren’t lovers like that
    and besides it would still be all right.

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  • Speak to me, my love!

    By Rabindranath Tagore

    Speak to me, my love! Tell me in words what you sang.
    The night is dark. The stars are lost in clouds.
    The wind is sighing through the leaves.
    I will let loose my hair.
    My blue cloak will cling round me like the night.
    I will clasp your head to my bosom;
    And there in the sweet loneliness murmur on your heart.
    I will shut my eyes and listen.
    I will not look in your face.
    When your words are ended, we will sit still and silent.
    Only the trees will whisper in the dark.
    [The night will pale.] The day will dawn.
    We shall look at each other’s eyes and go on our different paths.
    Speak to me, my love! Tell me in words what you sang.

    From The Gardener

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  • On the Nature of Love

    By Rabindranath Tagore

    The night is black and the forest has no end;
    a million people thread it in a million ways.
    We have trysts to keep in the darkness, but where
    or with whom – of that we are unaware.
    But we have this faith – that a lifetime’s bliss
    will appear any minute, with a smile upon its lips.
    Scents, touches, sounds, snatches of songs
    brush us, pass us, give us delightful shocks.
    Then peradventure there’s a flash of lightning:
    whomever I see that instant I fall in love with.
    I call that person and cry: ‘This life is blest!
    for your sake such miles have I traversed!’
    All those others who came close and moved off
    in the darkness – I don’t know if they exist or not.

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  • The House Was Quiet and the World Was Calm

    By Wallace Stevens

    The house was quiet and the world was calm.
    The reader became the book; and summer night

    Was like the conscious being of the book.
    The house was quiet and the world was calm.

    The words were spoken as if there was no book,
    Except that the reader leaned above the page,

    Wanted to lean, wanted much to be
    The scholar to whom his book is true, to whom

    The summer night is like a perfection of thought.
    The house was quiet because it had to be.

    The quiet was part of the meaning, part of the mind:
    The access of perfection to the page.

    And the world was calm. The truth in a calm world,
    In which there is no other meaning, itself

    Is calm, itself is summer and night, itself
    Is the reader leaning late and reading there.

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