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Music by David Majzlin (ASCAP)
Lyrics by William Shakespeare, arr. David Majzlin
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I, that please some, try all, both joy and terror
Of good and bad, that makes and unfolds error,
Now take upon me, in the name of Time,
To use my wings, Impute it not a crime

To me or my swift passage that I slide
O’er sixteen years, and leave the growth untried
Now let me pass your patience this allowing,
I turn my glass and give my scene such growing

As you had slept between, Leontes leaving ­
Th’ effects of his fond jealousies so grieving
That he shuts up himself ­ imagine me,
That I may be
In fair Bohemia.

A King’s son, remember well ­ Florizel.
Perdita, now grown in grace ­ a shepherd’s daughter.
Is th’ argument of Time.