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23Little Birds Sit on Your Shoulder
As Beautiful as the Hands of the Winter Tree
While the Sun Still Spends his Fabulous Money
Oh Now the Drenched Land Wakes
No I Do Not Deal with Angels
O My Darling Troubles Heaven
A Lament for the Unlasting Joys
She is the Prettiest of Creatures
O My Love the Pretty Towns
The Character of Love Seen as a Search for the Lost
Religion is that I love You
23rd Street Runs into Heaven
The Sea is Awash with Roses
As Frothing Wounds of Roses
The Snow is Deep on the Ground
As We Are So Wonderfully Done With Each Other
(C) 2004 Smithsonian Folkways Recordings / 1961 Folkways Records
