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God sent his Singers upon earth
With songs of sadness and of mirth,
That they might touch read more
God sent his Singers upon earth
With songs of sadness and of mirth,
That they might touch the hearts of men,
And bring them back to heaven again.
Or did the soul of Orpheus sing
Such notes as, warbled to the string,
Drew iron tears read more
Or did the soul of Orpheus sing
Such notes as, warbled to the string,
Drew iron tears down Pluto's cheek.
He who sings frightens away his ills.
[Sp., Quien canta, sus males espanta.]
He who sings frightens away his ills.
[Sp., Quien canta, sus males espanta.]
She hath made me four and twenty nosegays for the
shearers--three-man songmen all, and very good ones; but they read more
She hath made me four and twenty nosegays for the
shearers--three-man songmen all, and very good ones; but they are
most of them means and bases, but one puritan amongst them, and
he sings psalms to hornpipes.
Hey! Mr. Tamborine Man, play a song for me.
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going read more
Hey! Mr. Tamborine Man, play a song for me.
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to.
At every close she made, th' attending throng
Replied, and bore the burden of the song:
So read more
At every close she made, th' attending throng
Replied, and bore the burden of the song:
So just, so small, yet in so sweet a note,
It seemed the music melted in the throat.
When I but hear her sing, I fare
Like one that raises, holds his ear
To some read more
When I but hear her sing, I fare
Like one that raises, holds his ear
To some bright star in the supremest Round;
Through which, besides the light that's seen
There may be heard, from Heaven within,
The rests of Anthems, that the Angels sound.
You know you haven't got a singing face.
You know you haven't got a singing face.
Sweetest the strain when in the song
The singer has been lost.
Sweetest the strain when in the song
The singer has been lost.