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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.]
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.
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.
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.
He the sweetest of all singers.
He the sweetest of all singers.
They sing, they will pay.
[Fr., Ils chantent, ils payeront.]
They sing, they will pay.
[Fr., Ils chantent, ils payeront.]
I see you have a singing face--a heavy, dull, sonata face.
I see you have a singing face--a heavy, dull, sonata face.
But would you sing, and rival Orpheus' strain.
The wond'ring forests soon should dance again;
The moving read more
But would you sing, and rival Orpheus' strain.
The wond'ring forests soon should dance again;
The moving mountains hear the powerful call.
And headlong streams hand listening in their fall!
Nay, now you are too flat,
And mar the concord with too harsh a descant.
Nay, now you are too flat,
And mar the concord with too harsh a descant.
