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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=365984" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Sound of the Spheres</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The Rastenberg Philharmonic had sat, <br>Were shuffling in their seats, <br>And tuning their various instruments<br>To play ‘The Survivor Suite'.<br>It had only been played just once before, <br>They knew they were taking a chance, <br>The conductor and several cellists had gone<br>Right after Svrili's Dance! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">One moment, the baton was waved in the air, <br>The next, the podium was clear, <br>A cellist had sawed at an awful E flat<br>Before he had disappeared; <br>Then holes had appeared in the group at the front<br>Where cellists and violins sat, <br>And all that was left of the treble bassoon<br>Was a sandwich, under his hat.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">It wasn't as if they hadn't been warned<br>For Borchnik appeared on the stage, <br>‘I scribbled this suite in a white hot heat<br>As I paced, in a boiling rage! <br>For those sitting close to the glockenspiel, <br>They really should cover their ears, <br>For once that crescendo of flute, lute and cello<br>Is heard - that's the Sound of the Spheres! '</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Karamov turned to the audience, bowed, <br>Then tapped with his baton, twice, <br>He wouldn't be fazed to the end of his days<br>Though the Devil was tumbling the dice! <br>He looked at the fear-crazed Orchestra<br>Who'd heard about Borchnik's curse, <br>Then launched them in to The Wages of Sin<br>As an introductory verse! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The music was nothing like you would expect, <br>It capered and trilled, and it soared, <br>It spoke of the aeons of military might, <br>Of the soldier that fell on his sword, <br>The audience sat with their open jaws<br>As it thrilled and it burst into flight, <br>And carried them out where the planets sang<br>In a paean to endless night! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The music it raged, and the music roared<br>And it came to Svrili's Dance, <br>A blonde violinist took off for the door, <br>No way was she taking a chance! <br>A hole opened over a cellist's head<br>And swallowed the glockenspiel, <br>While Karamov's face went as white as the dead<br>When he found himself out in a field! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The Orchestra, crazed, seemed unable to stop, <br>The instruments sang in their hands, <br>The audience freaked as the piccolo peaked<br>And the harpsichord melted in strands, <br>They made for the exits in panic and fear<br>For the horror that waited outside, <br>A mammoth was leaning against the front door, <br>And a raptor was caught in mid-stride.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">It took seven weeks for the madness to stop, <br>And Borchnik was run out of town, <br>While Karamov wanders where dinosaurs crop, <br>Conducting some thoughts of his own.<br>The Rastenberg Orchestra‘s now in recess, <br>Unlikely to play now for years, <br>The musicians agree that there isn't a fee<br>That would bring back the Sound of the Spheres!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=David+Lewis+Paget">David Lewis Paget</a><div class=q>
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Were shuffling in their seats, 
And tuning their various instruments
To play ‘The Survivor Suite'.
It had only been played just once before, 
They knew they were taking a chance, 
The conductor and several c..."></div>
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