After the Eumenides
Long ago, in stony Greece,
The human heart knew no peace.
In its darkness it was torn,
And cursed, as now, the fate of being born;
And hoped to heal its agony with song.
O Lord, how long?
The human heart knew no peace.
In its darkness it was torn,
And cursed, as now, the fate of being born;
And hoped to heal its agony with song.
O Lord, how long?
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