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Hello! I'm Lyrkit!

I tried many ways to memorize English words and found the most effective one for me!

We already have all the words of the songs that we have heard throughout our lives in our memory. We simply did not pay attention to them, but we all already hear them!

I noticed that when you learn a new word from a song that you have already heard before, you already know the translation of this word forever and you will never forget it!

I want to share this method with you. So, the scheme is as follows.

We find songs that we have already heard.

We add all unfamiliar words from them.

We pass mini tests of memory games. done

Now that you know a lot of words, you will very quickly come to know the whole language!

I bet you'll be surprised how effective this method is!)

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Marianne Faithfull

The Prelude: Book One Introduction

 

The Prelude: Book One Introduction

(album: She Walks In Beauty - 2021)


Oh, there is blessing in this gentle breeze
A visitant that while it fans my cheek
Doth seem half-conscious of the joy it brings
From the green fields, and from yon azure sky

Whate'er its mission, the soft breeze can come
To none more grateful than to me
Escaped from the vast city, where I long had pined
A discontented sojourner: now free
Free as a bird to settle where I will

What dwelling shall receive me?
In what vale shall be my harbour?
Underneath what grove shall I take up my home?
And what clear stream shall with its murmur lull me into rest?

The earth is all before me
With a heart joyous, nor scared at its own liberty
I look about and should the chosen guide
Be nothing better than a wandering cloud
I cannot miss my way, I breathe again

Trances of thought and mountings of the mind
Come fast upon me, it is shaken off
That burthen of my own unnatural self
The heavy weight of many a weary day
Not mine, and such as it were not made for me

Long months of peace
If such bold word accord with any promises of human life
Long months of ease and undisturbed delight
Are mine in prospect, whither shall I turn
By road or pathway or through trackless field
Up hill or down or shall some floating thing
Upon the river point me out my course?

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