[lyrics: Fyodor Tyutchev]
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Seal thou thy lips, to none impart
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The thoughts and dreams that fill thy heart.
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There they'll flare up, there sink and die
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As do the stars up in the sky
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When o'er the Earth night's shadows creep...
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Take joy in them - and silent keep.
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No secret of thy soul begot
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With others canst thou share, for what
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Are thoughts, once voiced, but common lies.
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Churn up a stream, and silt will rise
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And darken it... Drink, drink thou deep
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Of waters clear - and silent keep
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Live in the world of self - thy soul
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Contains of magic thought a whole
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Bright universe... The noise of day
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Doth threaten it, and light... Essay
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To banish these; if joy thou'd reap
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Hear thy heart's song - and silent keep
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Silentium
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| S.C.A.L.P. |
