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2. Stop All The Clocks, Cut Off The Telephone
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Poetry: W.H. Auden
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Hi, I'm Cindy. In May '05 I graduated from the University of Michigan with my Master's of Music in voice. Here's some music from my grad school audition cd (11/02), undergrad senior recital (4/03), and Master's recital (4/05). It's a measure of progress if nothing else. Enjoy! I'm now a Lecturer in music at Iowa State University and hopefully planning another recital soon... hopefully more songs to come!
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Classical • Opera
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Peak #85
Peak in subgenre #4
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Ned Rorem
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October 04, 2005
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MP3 2.7 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
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Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone Silence the pianos and, with muffled drum, Bring out the coffins, let the mourners come. Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead scribbling on the sky the message "He is dead!" Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves Let the traffic policement wear black cotton gloves He was my North, my South, my East, my West, My working week and my Sunday rest, My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song; I thought that love would last forever: I was wrong. The stars are not wanted now, put out every one, Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun; Pour away the ocean and sweep up the woods: For nothing now can come to any good.
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