GENTLE MAIDEN CD...Enchanting, Relaxing, Fabulous!
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Ivory has an angelic voice & a talent for weaving magic into a song. Get "Gentle Maiden" for yourself...turn it on...close your eyes and retreat from the world outside. A CD of serenity that will leave your spirit renewed...your mind refreshed and your heart rejoiced! Yours for only $15.55 including shipping within North America and Hawaii.
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Titles from Ivory's GENTLE MAIDEN
1. She Moved Through the Fair. 2. One With the Night. 3. Gentle Maiden. 4. So Soft the Kiss. 5. Long Ages Ago. 6. Lord Randall. 7. Man Among Men. 8. Full Moon. 9. Caul the Ewes. 10. A Long Winter's Journey. 11. Blow the Candles Out. 12. Annachie Gordon. 13.The Unquiet Grave. 14. Thunder in My Soul.
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Long Ages Ago...
Copyright 2006...All Rights Reserved
In the night I can hear the soft whisper lying on the wind;
And I want to leave my home and wander under the Moon and star.
Travel far away ere the break of day, where lightning rend.
To go where they reside lost ages...go where they are.
They left us long years ago when the World was young and new.
Mighty was their splendor and in tribute bird and rock spoke.
In sadness passed of kindred bond, miracles we knew.
Such wonders built in stone castles and songs that they wrote.
The shadows came and their swords so bright, cold glint of plunder.
Their splendor terrible in their glory and their scowling wrath.
Tales of wonder passed mouth to mouth through years, ere kindred sundered.
Long ages ago bright Sun and Moon, a dim aftermath.
But not forgotten are those who passed, so bright and so fair.
Whose song and laughter still ride high upon four mystic winds.
The paths dim are now sought again, courage in the air;
By the bold of heart where all journeys start, valor never ends.
The way is wandering and much faded, overgrown with weeds,
And only the most faint whisper on wind lingers to remain.
But keen eyes can still see, as can rock and olden tree.
May they guide the seeker to their last realm, a wonder found again.
On Eressa, oh that wondrous long isle in the wind swept west;
And few now travel that lost, forgotten, lonely, ancient way.
In the frosted night, by pale moonlight, spirits never rest.
I wish to find the soft path lost, ere the break of day.
Lyrics and Melody by Ivory
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