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本帖最后由 Bsharribullet 于 2009-4-5 20:51 编辑
Over the quavers of the continuo-like "walking bass" in the pedal, the two inner parts move forward meditatively in canon, beneath the florid and melismatic cantus fermus. The beautiful melody, endlessly prolonged and never fully perceptible amid the freely spiraling arabesques, evokes the mystery of the incarnation; it is matched by the perfection of the accompaniment. |
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Yet, Freedom, yet, thy banner, torn but flying,
Streams like a thunder-storm against the wind.
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发表于 2009-4-5 20:37
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