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Golden apples from the grove fall down the tree |
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And make all the |
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Bacchants gather in |
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ArcadyTo dance on the |
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Festival of the |
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TragedyAnd eat the fruits of ecstasy |
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In the mid wood twilight |
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On his pipe plays the faun |
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In the green temple |
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From the Dionysian days watch the dawn |
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Goot foot |
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God rise Your |
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Rod, be free |
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Know the world hath need of |
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Thee and Arcady |
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Goat foot |
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God, play |
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Your pipe, tonight |
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Wild and free |
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Your melody out of |
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ArcadyGolden apples from the grove fall down the tree |
|
And make all the |
|
Bacchants gather in |
|
ArcadyTo dance on the |
|
Festival of the |
|
TragedyAnd eat the fruits of ecstasy |
|
In the mid wood twilight |
|
On his pipe plays the faun |
|
In the green temple |
|
From the Dionysian days watch the dawn |
|
Goot foot |
|
God rise Your |
|
Rod, be free |
|
Know the world hath need of |
|
Thee and Arcady |
|
Goat foot |
|
God, play |
|
Your pipe, tonight |
|
Wild and free |
|
Your melody out of |
|
Arcady |