- 1. Invocation
Phoebus, arise!
And paint the sable skies
With azure, white, and red;
Rouse Memnon's mother from her Tithon's bed,
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- 2. Inexorable
My thoughts hold mortal strife;
I do detest my life,
And with lamenting cries
Peace to my soul to bring
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- 3. Her Passing
The beauty and the life
Of life's and beauty's fairest paragon
-O tears! O grief!-hung at a feeble thread
To which pale Atropos had set her knife;
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- 4. This Life Which Seems So Fair
This Life, which seems so fair,
Is like a bubble blown up in the air
By sporting children's breath,
Who chase it everywhere
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- 5. Summons To Love
Phoebus, arise!
And paint the sable skies
With azure, white, and red:
Rouse Memnon's mother from her Tithon's bed
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- 6. A Lament
My thoughts hold mortal strife;
I do detest my life,
And with lamenting cries
Peace to my soul to bring
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