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[00:00.00] 作曲 : Ludwig van Beethoven[00:12.21]Thy ship must sail, my Henry dear,[00:16.66]Fast comes the day, too soon, too sure;[00:21.23]And I, for one long tedious year,[00:26.48]Must learn thy absence to endure.[00:30.58]Come let me by my pencil's aid[00:35.57]Arrest thy image ere it flies;[00:40.10]And like the fond Corinthian maid,[00:45.00]Thus win from Art what Fate denies.[00:50.38][00:58.38]And I will hang with fondness warm[01:03.11]O'er all that there I pictur'd see;[01:07.50]To others but a mimic form, -[01:12.43]But oh! My life, my love to me.[01:16.77]Or let me sing the song so dear,[01:21.52]The song that told thy bosom's fire,[01:25.83]When first, our favorite willows near,[01:31.26]I bade thee wake thy ready lyre.[01:36.33][01:44.49]Yes, o'er and o'er, I'll sing and play[01:48.95]The song beneath those willow trees,[01:53.08]When thou, alas! Art far away,[01:58.00]And nought but thoughts of thee can please.[02:02.54]Dear sister Arts! Of power divine,[02:07.58]To soothe the heart when cheerless found,[02:12.52]And near, with moonlight gleam to shine,[02:19.69]When all the world is darkness round.[02:26.60]
