ghizela rowe - emily bronte - encouragement كلمات أغنية

i do not weep, i would not weep;
our mother needs no tears:
dry thine eyes too, ’tis vain to keep
this causeless grief for years

what though her brow be changed and cold
her sweet eyes closed for ever?
what though the stone __ the darksome mould
our mortal bodies sever?

what though her hand smooth ne’er again
those silken locks of thine __
nor through long hours of future pain
her kind face o’er thee shine?

remember still she is not dead
she sees us gerald now
laid where her angel spirit fled
‘mid heath and frozen snow

and from that world of heavenly light
will she not always bend
to guide us in our lifetime’s night
and guard us to the end?

thou know’st she will, and well may’st mourn
that we are left below
but not that she can ne’er return
to share our earthly woe __

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