On the Death of Antony

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Samuel Barber - Pop

On the Death of Antony

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Noblest of men, woo't die? Hast thou no care of me? O see, my women The crown o' the earth doth melt. My lord! O withered is the garland of the war: The soldier's pole is fallen: young boys and girls Are level now with men The odds is gone: And there is nothing left remarkable Beneath the visiting moon I dream't there was an Emperor Antony O such another sleep, that I might see But such another man! His legs bestrid the ocean; his rear'd arm crested the world His delights were dolphin like, they showed his back Above the element they lived in Think you there was, or might be, such a man As this I dreamed of? Gentle madam, no! You lie, up to the hearing of the gods But if there be, or ever were one such It's past the size of dreaming

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Credits

Writers
  • William Shakespeare
  • Samuel Barber