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		<title>Turning Your Way</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[In Franco Zeffirelli’s movie Brother Sun Sister Moon about Saint Francis’ early life, the first song by Donovan is a beautiful accompaniment to the scene where Francis returns desperately ill from feudal battles and prison to his home town of Assisi.
Oh the drums are so mournful my dear oh my love
As my thoughts they are [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Dawn Paean</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[son of aeolus,
i glide in whispered tones
across low valleys
where waters gather
the uprooted and discarded.
my kinsmen prefer
the hills and clouds
to join you
in the spectacle
of your brightest hour.
daughter of hyperion,
you long to illumine
the skies of avalon.
in lucent saffron robes
you hasten to rise
from dreary dreams
of night&#8217;s demise.
with careless ardor
you rush the gate
that none can open
without your fate.
its doors [...]]]></description>
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