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Plus de neiges aux prés. La Nymphe nue et belle
Danse sur le gazon humide et parfumé ;
Mais la mort est prochaine ; et nous touchant de l'aile
L'heure emporte ce jour aimé.

Un vent frais amollit l'air aigu de l'espace ;
L'été brûle, et voici, de ses beaux fruits chargé,
L'automne au front pourpré ; puis l'hiver ; et tout passe
Pour renaître, et rien n'est changé.

Tout se répare et chante et fleurit sur la terre ;
Mais quand tu dormiras de l'éternel sommeil,
Ô fier patricien, tes vertus en poussière
Ne te rendront pas le soleil !

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No more snow in the meadows. The Naked and Beautiful Nymph
Dance on the damp and fragrant grass;
But death is near; and touching us with the wing
The hour takes away this beloved day.

A cool wind softens the sharp air of space;
Summer is burning, and behold, with its beautiful fruits laden,
Autumn with a purple forehead; then winter; and everything goes
To be reborn, and nothing is changed.

Everything repairs itself and sings and flourishes on the earth;
But when you sleep the eternal sleep,
O proud patrician, your virtues to dust
Won't give you back the sun!

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Thomas Oboe Lee Cambridge, Massachusetts

Thomas Oboe Lee was born in China in 1945. He lived in São Paulo, Brazil, for six years before coming to the United States in 1966. After graduating from the University of Pittsburgh, he studied composition at the New England Conservatory and Harvard University. He has been a member of the music faculty at Boston College since 1990. ... more

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