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The Sadness Of Her Might

from Alban Arthan

October 2nd, 2020
9 tracks
55:11
Alban Arthan
Alban Arthan
The Sadness Of Her Might
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The Sadness Of Her Might
Malfet
“She dwells with Beauty—Beauty that must die; And Joy, whose hand is ever at his lips Bidding adieu; and aching Pleasure nigh, Turning to poison while the bee-mouth sips: Ay, in the very temple of Delight Veil'd Melancholy has her sovran shrine, Though seen of none save him whose strenuous tongue Can burst Joy's grape against his palate fine; His soul shalt taste the sadness of her might, And be among her cloudy trophies hung.” John Keats. “Ode On Melancholy.” MDCCCXIX
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Dreams and death.

Credits

Art and music by Malfet

Tracks 3, 5, and 8 adapted from Morrowdim, "Wandering Songs," MMXIX

https://morrowdim.bandcamp.com/

Track 5 also adapted from Murk Rider, "Exile of Shadows," MMXIX.

https://murk-rider.bandcamp.com

Layout by Andrew Ross Fritts & Malfet

LP & CS editions mastered by Mammoth Sound

Dedicated to the stalwart berserker Nick Darway: a big man with a big heart and, most importantly, a big friend to us; and to the eternal shield-maiden warrior-Queen who once was, Queen who shall be: Maria Rice - a voice of astonishing innocence, a sublime and inspired poet of darkness and light, and the creator of Morrowdim.

I like to imagine that Nick and Maria are sharing great plentiful horns of cheer today in that land where the fae mead flows and the hearth glows everlasting.

Agápe, Éros, Philía, Storgē!