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virgil thomson - the feast of love lyrics

tomorrow all know love;
love knows all tomorrow
o, spring, singing spring!
singing in spring, lovers love and all birds mate;
under spring’s warm rain diana’s woods unbind their hair
tomorrow shall all know love;
the unknowing shall know as well as the knowing
she who loves coupling lovers has made them myrtle tents
and under bird+filled trees leads dance with song;
tomorrow all shall love; venus commands
all shall love tomorrow
all who have never loved
in west wind’s warmth, cl+sters blush and swelling buds burst open;
star+lit globes of heavenly moisture tremble, hesitate, explodе;
by dawn the virgin vests are all undonе
as venus tears their robes away
and purple flowers burst into flame
the shameless rose, glowing like gems and fire
from out its moistened sheath reveals her hidden splendor
holy diana, venus brings to thy wood
maidens of no less modesty than thine;
absent thyself tonight: shed no beast’s blood
she would invite thee, wert thou less chaste;
for three nights wouldst thou hear their festive sound
as joyful companies traverse thy glades
all night they dance to celebrate the spring
with braided garlands and with myrtle boughs
with ceres and with bacchus, god of song
venus triumphs in diana’s wood
love is for all tomorrow;
tomorrow the unknowing and the knowing know love
tomorrow remember the union primeval
when fluid from zeus shot through the foam
to beget among rearing sea horses
dione+ out of the sea
love shall find all tomorrow;
tomorrow the unknowing as well as the knowing shall love
and now from out of the clouds of spring
rains fill the lap of our mother+earth
then moves through sea and sky back to the land for feeding all
venus, who governs all on land or sea
has given each living thing a fecund seed
commanding all to love and to give birth
venus’s voluptuous ways people the countryside
when love was born, a country boy
there love doth multiply the herds;
bulls rest with cows on yellow broom
ewes lie in the shade with rams
and singing is neglected by no bird
where swans call raucously from pool to pool
ticus’s daughter, by the polar sings
as if her passionate sweet song
were all of love, not of her sister’s death
she sings, not i; my voice is lost
when shall the soaring swallow mount again?
o, glance at me, apollo, lest i remain
forever mine, a ruin on the plain!
tomorrow all know love:
love knows all tomorrow
spring, singing spring!
singing in spring, lovers love and all birds mate;
under spring’s warm rain diana’s woods unbind their hair
tomorrow shall all know love;
the unknowing shall know as well as the knowing
she who loves coupling lovers has made them myrtle tents
and under bird+filled trees leads dance with song;
tomorrow all shall love; venus commands
all shall love tomorrow
all who have never loved

- virgil thomson lyrics

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