(Song.)
When by sad mischance we lose
Our hope
And our cheerfulness,
The remedy for the melancholy one
Is music
And beauty!
A fair face obliges more and can do more
Than an armed man,
And nothing is better than to hear
A sweet and tender air
Once beloved!
Alfred De Musset
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