[00:00.00]The Old Stoic - Emily Bronte
[00:05.83]Riches I hold in light esteem
[00:08.89]And love I laugh to scorn
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[00:11.84]And lust of fame was but a dream
[00:14.00]That vanish'd with the morn
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[00:16.13]And if I pray the only prayer
[00:18.43]That moves my lips for me
[00:19.98]Is leave the heart that now I bear
[00:23.16]And give me liberty
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[00:25.81]Yes as my swift days near their goal
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[00:28.93]'Tis all that I implore
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[00:30.88]In life and death a chainless soul
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[00:34.33]With courage to endure