The slow movement of an ancient memory
" Who will give me only an hour of this happy time? This time we were together so intimate and everyone brought to the other with a natural shyness of the child's art, meanwhile, not without some apprehension, their judgments affectionate and sincere, the time when we uplifting each other, the same aspiration for beauty we animated all ... "(Letter from Schubert to his friend Schober, 21 September 1824).
This excerpt, I've used here: http://touslesgaronssappellentpatrick.blogspot.com/2010/06/luxe-calme-et-volupte.html (links still do not work!). This reminds me
it prompts me to take it back, the more easily it accompanies a waltz for piano, composed as Claude Debussy (1868-1918), played by a man who walked his melancholy over all stages of the world, Samson Francois, brother of our night (http://touslesgaronssappellentpatrick.blogspot.com/2010/05/samson-de-la -nuit.html)
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