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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.]
Thou, thou, Lysander, thou hast given her rhymes
And interchanged love tokens with my child;
Thou hast read more
Thou, thou, Lysander, thou hast given her rhymes
And interchanged love tokens with my child;
Thou hast by moonlight at her window sung
With feigning voice verses of feigning love.
I see you have a singing face--a heavy, dull, sonata face.
I see you have a singing face--a heavy, dull, sonata face.
That which is not worth speaking they sing.
[Fr., Ce qui ne vaut pas la peine d'etre dit, on read more
That which is not worth speaking they sing.
[Fr., Ce qui ne vaut pas la peine d'etre dit, on le chante.]
Olympian bards who sung
Divine ideas below,
Which always find us young
And always read more
Olympian bards who sung
Divine ideas below,
Which always find us young
And always keep us so.
Sweetest the strain when in the song
The singer has been lost.
Sweetest the strain when in the song
The singer has been lost.
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.
Three merry boys, and three merry boys,
And three merry boys are we,
As ever did sing read more
Three merry boys, and three merry boys,
And three merry boys are we,
As ever did sing in a hempen string
Under the gallow-tree.
His tongue is now a stringless instrument;
Words, life, and all, old Lancaster hath spent.
His tongue is now a stringless instrument;
Words, life, and all, old Lancaster hath spent.