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charles villiers stanford - phoebe كلمات أغنية

phoebe sat
sweet she sat
sweet sat phoebe when i saw her
white her brow
coy her eye:
brow and eye how much you please me!
words i spent
sighs i sent;
sighs and words could never draw her
oh my love
thou art lost
since no sight could ever ease thee

phoebe sat
by a fount;
sitting by a fount i spied her:
sweet her touch
rare her voice;
touch and voice what may distain you!
as she sung
i did sigh
and by sighs whilst that i tried her
oh mine eyеs!
you did lose
her first sight, whose want doth pain you
phoеbe’s flocks
white as wool
yet were phoebe’s locks more whiter
phoebe’s eyes
dove_like mild
dove_like eyes both mild and cruel;
montan swears
in your lamps
he will die for to delight her
phoebe, yield
or i die:
shall true hearts be fancy’s fuel?

- charles villiers stanford

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