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[Disc 1]
1. Prelude
2. I. Chorus: Wake! For the Sun, Who Scattered Into Flight--
3. II. Chorus: Before the Phantom Of Flase Morning Died--
4. III. The Poet: And As the Cock Crew, Those Who Stood Before--
5. IV. The Poet: Now the New Year Reviving Old Desires--
6. V. The Poet: Iram Indeed Is Gone With All His Rose--
7. VIII. Chorus: Whether At Naishapur Or Babylon--
8. IX. The Beloved: Each Morn a Thousand Roses Brings, You Say--
9. XI. The Poet: With Me Along the Strip Of Herbage Strown--
10. XIII. Chorus: Some For the Glories Of This World, and Some--
11. XIV. The Beloved: Look To the Blowing Rose About Us--Lo--
12. XVII. Chorus: Think, In This Battered Caravanserai--
13. XIX. The Poet: I Sometimes Think That Never Blows So Red--
14. XXI. The Poet: Ah, My Beloved, Fill the Cup That Clears--
15. XXIV. Chorus: Ah, Make the Most Of What We Yet May Spend--
16. XXV. The Beloved: Alike For Those Who For To-Day Prepare--
17. XXVII. The Philosopher: Myself When Young Did Eagerly Frequent--
18. XXX. Chorus: What, Without Asking, Hither Hurried Whence?--
19. XXXI. The Poet: Up From Earths Centre Through the Seventh Gate--
20. XXXIII. Chorus: Earth Could Not Answer; Nor the Seas That Mourn--
21. XXXIV. The Poet: Then Of the Thee In Me Who Works Behind--
22. XXXV. The Poet: Then To the Lip Of This Poor Earthern Urn--
23. XXXVI. The Philosopher: I Think the Vessel, That With Fugitive--
[Disc 2]
1. XL. The Beloved: As Then the Tulip For Her Morning Sup--
2. XLIII. The Beloved: So When That Angel Of the Darker Drink--
3. XLV. Chorus: Tis But a Tent Where Takes His One Days Rest--
4. XLVII: The Beloved And the Poet: When You And I Behind the Veil Are Past--
5. Interlude: The Desert
6. The Caravan
7. XLVIII. Chorus: A Moments Halt -- A Momentary Taste--
8. XLIX. The Philosopher: Would You That Spangle Of Existence Spend--
9. LII. The Philosopher: A Moment Guessed -- Then Back Behind the Fold--
10. LIV. Chorus: Waste Not Your Hour, Nor In the Vain Pursuit--
11. Chorus: Better Be Jocund With the Fruitful Grape--
12. LV. The Philosopher: You Know, My Friends, With What a Brave Carouse--
13. LVII. The Philosopher: Ah, But My Computations, People Say--
14. Medley: LVIII. The Philosopher And Chorus: And Twas -- The Grape!--/LIX. Chorus: The Grape That Can With Logic Absolute--
15. LX. Chorus: The Might Mahmud, Allah-Breathing Lord--
16. LXI. The Philosopher: Why, Be This Juice the Growth Of God, Who Dare--
17. LXII. The Philosopher: I Must Abjure the Balm Of Life, I Must--
18. LXIII. Chorus: Oh Threats Of Hell And Hopes Of Paradise!--
19. LXV. Chorus: The Revelations Of Devout And Learnd--
20. LXVIII. Chorus: We Are No Other Than a Moving Row--
21. LXXI. The Beloved: The Moving Finger Writes; And, Having Writ--
22. LXXII. The Beloved And the Poet: And That Inverted Bowl We Call the Sky--
23. LXXIII. The Poet: With Earths First Clay They Did the Last Man Knead--
24. LXXV. The Philosopher: I Tell You This -- When, Started From the Goal--
25. LXXVIII. The Beloved, the Poet And the Philosopher: What! Out Of Senseless Nothing To Provoke--
26. LXXX. Chorus, the Beloved, the Poet and Philosopher: Oh Thou, Who Didst With Pitfall And With Gin--
27. LXXXI. Chorus, the Beloved, the Poet And the Philosopher: Oh Thou, Who Man Of Baser Earth Didst Make--
[Disc 3]
1. Introduction The Fast Of Ramazan--
2. Worshippers In the Mosque--
3. LXXXII. The Philosopher: As Under Cover Of Departing Day--
4. LXXXIII. Chorus: Shapes Of All Sorts And Sizes, Great And Small--
5. LXXXIV. First Pot: Said One Among Them -- Surely Not In Vain-
6. XC. Chorus: So While the Vessels One By One Were Speaking--
7. XCI. The Philosopher: Ah, With the Grape My Fading Life Provide--
8. XCIII. The Philosopher: Indeed the Idol I Have Loved So Long--
9. XCV. The Philosopher: And Much As Wine Has Playd the Infidel--
10. XCVI. The Poet: Yet Ah, That Spring Should Vanish With the Rose!--
11. XCVII. The Poet: Would But the Desert Of the Fountain Yield--
12. C. Chorus, the Beloved, the Poet And the Philosopher: Yon Rising Moon That Looks For Us Again--
13. CI. Chorus, the Beloved, the Poet And the Philosopher: And When Like Her, Oh Saki, You Shall Pass

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