Lisa Hirsch's Classical Music Blog.
The iron tongue of midnight hath told twelve. Lovers, to bed; 'tis almost fairy time.
Berce mollement sur ton sein sublime
Ô puissante mer, l’enfant de Dindyme!
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"...but by the time we left I was embarked on an entirely unforeseen research project."
Dear Lord, don't I know the feeling.
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