Whitacre: Her Sacred Spirit Soars
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โฑ๏ธ 6:59 duration
๐ ID: 983522
๐ Lyrics
Her sacred spirit soars o'er gilded spires
And breathes into creative fires a force;
In well-tuned chants and chords of countless choirs,
Lives ever her immortal shadowed source.
From age to age the roll of poets grows;
And yet, a lonely few are laurel crowned,
In whose sweet words her inspiration shows,
Revealing insights deep and thoughts profound,
O shall Cecelia, or shall Goddess Muse
Reach then to me across eternal skies?
Is heaven's quick'ning fire but a ruse,
Abiding rather here before mine eyes?
Nearer than I dream'd is she whose fame
All poets sing, whose glory all proclaim:
"LONG LIVE FAIR ORIANA!"
And breathes into creative fires a force;
In well-tuned chants and chords of countless choirs,
Lives ever her immortal shadowed source.
From age to age the roll of poets grows;
And yet, a lonely few are laurel crowned,
In whose sweet words her inspiration shows,
Revealing insights deep and thoughts profound,
O shall Cecelia, or shall Goddess Muse
Reach then to me across eternal skies?
Is heaven's quick'ning fire but a ruse,
Abiding rather here before mine eyes?
Nearer than I dream'd is she whose fame
All poets sing, whose glory all proclaim:
"LONG LIVE FAIR ORIANA!"
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:03.79] Her sacred spirit soars o'er gilded spires
[00:31.12] And breathes into creative fires a force;
[00:59.98] In well-tuned chants and chords of countless choirs,
[01:20.13] Lives ever her immortal shadowed source.
[01:49.48] From age to age the roll of poets grows;
[02:30.36] And yet, a lonely few are laurel crowned,
[03:29.73] In whose sweet words her inspiration shows,
[03:40.77] Revealing insights deep and thoughts profound,
[04:08.17] O shall Cecelia, or shall Goddess Muse
[04:16.36] Reach then to me across eternal skies?
[04:37.46] Is heaven's quick'ning fire but a ruse,
[05:02.56] Abiding rather here before mine eyes?
[05:13.46] Nearer than I dream'd is she whose fame
[05:26.16] All poets sing, whose glory all proclaim:
[06:11.82] "LONG LIVE FAIR ORIANA!"
[06:49.39]
[00:31.12] And breathes into creative fires a force;
[00:59.98] In well-tuned chants and chords of countless choirs,
[01:20.13] Lives ever her immortal shadowed source.
[01:49.48] From age to age the roll of poets grows;
[02:30.36] And yet, a lonely few are laurel crowned,
[03:29.73] In whose sweet words her inspiration shows,
[03:40.77] Revealing insights deep and thoughts profound,
[04:08.17] O shall Cecelia, or shall Goddess Muse
[04:16.36] Reach then to me across eternal skies?
[04:37.46] Is heaven's quick'ning fire but a ruse,
[05:02.56] Abiding rather here before mine eyes?
[05:13.46] Nearer than I dream'd is she whose fame
[05:26.16] All poets sing, whose glory all proclaim:
[06:11.82] "LONG LIVE FAIR ORIANA!"
[06:49.39]