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Proserpine

from Covering for Solace by Sunset Wings

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words by Dante Gabriel Rossetti

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Afar away the light that brings cold cheer
Unto this wall, - one instant and no more
Admitted at my distant palace-door:
Afar the flowers of Enna from this drear
Dire fruit, which, tasted once, must thrall me here:
Afar those skies from this Tartarean grey
That chills me: and afar; how far away,
The nights that shall be from the days that were.

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Behold, this crocus is a withering flame;
This snowdrop, snow; this apple-blossom’s part
To breed the fruit that breeds the serpent’s art.
Nay, for this spring-flowers, turn thy face from them,
Nor stay till on the year’s last lily-stem
The white cup shrivels round the golden heart.
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Afar from mine own self I seem, and wing
Strange ways in thought, and listen for a sign:
And still some heart unto some soul doth pine,
(Whose sounds mine inner sense is fain to bring,
Continually together, murmuring,)
"Woe's me for thee, unhappy Proserpine!"

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from Covering for Solace, released April 3, 2009

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Sunset Wings Калининград, Russian Federation

Königsberg based neofolk project by Aleks Popov and Tanya Korotkova.

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