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Maid of Athens, ere we part,
Give, oh, give me back my heart!
Maid of Athens, ere we part,
Give, oh, give me back my heart!
The heart asks pleasure first,
And then, excuse from pain;
And then, those little anodynes
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The heart asks pleasure first,
And then, excuse from pain;
And then, those little anodynes
That deaden suffering;
And then, to go to sleep;
And then, if it should be
The will of its Inquisitor,
The liberty to die.
Only do what your heart tells you.
Only do what your heart tells you.
Let not your heart be troubled: ye believe in God, believe also
in me.
Let not your heart be troubled: ye believe in God, believe also
in me.
A merry heart maketh a cheerful countenance: but by sorrow of
the heart the spirit is broken.
A merry heart maketh a cheerful countenance: but by sorrow of
the heart the spirit is broken.
He fashioneth their hearts alike; he considereth all their works.
He fashioneth their hearts alike; he considereth all their works.
Yonkers that have hearts of oak at fourscore yeares.
Yonkers that have hearts of oak at fourscore yeares.
The heart is the only broken instrument that works.
The heart is the only broken instrument that works.
What is uttered from the heart alone, Will win the hearts of others to your own.
What is uttered from the heart alone, Will win the hearts of others to your own.
