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chapter-253		chapter-253			.txt	text/plain	1515	97	81	Come forward O my soul, and let the rest retire, For thee they sing and dance O soul. To flutes clear notes and sounding harps cantabile. I see and hear old harpers with their harps at Welsh festivals, I hear the minnesingers singing their lays of love, Thou knowest soul how to me all sounds became music, All songs of current lands come sounding round me, I hear in the William Tell the music of an arousd and angry people, I hear the dance-music of all nations, I see religious dances old and new, I hear the sound of the Hebrew lyre, To organs huge and bands I hear as from vast concourses of voices, The tempests, waters, winds, operas and chants, marches and dances, Haply what thou hast heard O soul was not the sound of winds, Nor strophes of husbands and wives, nor sound of marching soldiers,	./cache/chapter-253.txt	./txt/chapter-253.txt