[ti:Ode to a Nightingale]
[ar:Mark Bradshaw]
[al:Bright Star (Original Motion Picture Soundtrack)]
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[00:00.00]Ode to a Nightingale (夜莺颂) - Mark Bradshaw
[00:32.92]My heart aches
[00:34.00]
[00:34.92]And a drowsy numbness pains my sense
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[00:38.38]As though of hemlock I had drunk
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[00:41.19]Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains
[00:43.72]One minute past and lethe wards had sunk
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[00:48.55]'Tis not through envy of thy happy lot
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[00:51.51]But being too happy in thine happiness
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[00:54.84]That thou light winged dryad of the trees
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[00:58.01]In some melodious plot
[00:59.38]Of beechen green and shadows numberless
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[01:02.53]Singest of summer in full throated ease
[01:04.93]
[01:07.91]O for a draught of vintage that hath been
[01:10.83]Cool'd a long age in the deep delved earth
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[01:13.97]Tasting of flora and the country green
[01:15.98]
[01:16.90]Dance and provencal song and sun burnt mirth
[01:19.91]
[01:21.39]O for a beaker full of the warm south
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[01:24.44]Full of the true the blushful hippocrene
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[01:28.22]With beaded bubbles winking at the brim
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[01:30.90]And purple stained mouth
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[01:33.84]That I might drink and leave the world unseen
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[01:38.28]And with thee fade away into the forest dim
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[01:43.18]Fade far away dissolve and quite forget
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[01:47.71]What thou among the leaves hast never known
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[01:51.14]The weariness the fever and the fret
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[01:54.59]Here where men sit and hear each other groan
[01:56.86]
[01:58.32]Where palsy shakes a few sad last gray hairs
[02:01.04]
[02:02.56]Where youth grows pale and spectre thin and dies
[02:05.66]
[02:07.13]Where but to think is to be full of sorrow
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[02:09.71]And leaden eyed despairs
[02:10.99]
[02:12.52]Where beauty cannot keep her lustrous eyes
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[02:15.71]Or new love pine at them beyond tomorrow
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[02:20.45]Away away for I will fly to thee
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[02:24.77]Not charioted by bacchus and his pards
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[02:27.96]But on the viewless wings of poesy
[02:29.69]
[02:30.97]Though the dull brain perplexes and retards
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[02:34.68]Already with thee tender is the night
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[02:38.69]And haply the queen moon is on her throne
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[02:41.65]Cluster d around by all her starry fays
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[02:45.14]But here there is no light
[02:46.37]
[02:47.35]Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown
[02:49.65]Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways
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[02:54.99]I cannot see what flowers are at my feet
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[02:58.36]Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs
[03:00.69]
[03:01.84]But in embalmed darkness guess each sweet
[03:05.08]Wherewith the seasonable month endows
[03:07.17]The grass the thicket and the fruit tree wild
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[03:10.84]White hawthorn and the pastoral eglantine
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[03:14.03]Fast fading violets cover'd up in leaves
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[03:17.66]And mid may's eldest child
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[03:20.15]The coming musk rose full of dewy wine
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[03:24.35]The murmurous haunt of flies on summer eves
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[03:30.19]Darkling I listen and for many a time
[03:34.34]I have been half in love with easeful death
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[03:38.12]Call'd him soft names in many a mused rime
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[03:41.60]To take into the air my quiet breath
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[03:45.59]Now more than ever seems it rich to die
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[03:49.02]To cease upon the midnight with no pain
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[03:52.51]While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad
[03:54.88]In such an ecstasy
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[03:57.30]Still wouldst thou sing and I have ears in vain
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[04:02.14]To thy high requiem become a sod
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[04:07.30]Thou wast not born for death immortal bird
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[04:11.27]No hungry generations tread thee down
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[04:15.40]The voice I hear this passing night was heard
[04:17.78]In ancient days by emperor and clown
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[04:21.30]Perhaps the self same song that found a path
[04:23.73]Through the sad heart of ruth when sick for home
[04:27.31]She stood in tears amid the alien corn
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[04:31.11]The same that oft times hath
[04:32.71]Charm'd magic casement opening on the foam
[04:36.08]Of perilous seas in faery lands forlorn
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[04:41.52]Forlorn the very word is like a bell
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[04:45.76]To toll me back from thee to my sole self
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[04:49.51]Adieu the fancy cannot cheat so well
[04:53.15]As she is fam'd to do deceiving elf
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[04:56.04]Adieu adieu thy plaintive anthem fades
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[05:01.47]Past the near meadows over the still stream
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[05:05.18]Up the hill side and now 'tis buried deep
[05:08.92]In the next valley glades
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[05:12.03]Was it a vision or a waking dream
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[05:16.23]Fled is that music  do I wake or sleep