Theatre Of Tragedy
Theatre Of Tragedy - Sweet Art Thou songtekst
Je score:
- I shall attempt the halterof thy life make less tighten'd! -- I shall climb the yew, -- Will it subdue me or not! -- Swooning emotions smite my bosom - -- I have an aptness depriev'd thy eyrie Oh! - ne'er alas; -- Fro many another a lass - Lodge here fore'ermore. -- Dodge thither sable of yore! - A narrow dell hath now for me turn'd into a broad land; - A land rich with fields of the Simbelmyn?. -- Sonorous to my ears are the words form'd by thy tongue -- Conquer me! - Waylay me! - Swathe me 'twixt thy arms! -- Make me sense the wine which is drunk by queens, Make me sense the wine which is drunk by kings, -- And let it flow white and full in tast o'er my lips. And let it flow red and full in taste o'er my lips. -- A dais'd bridge o'er the ghyll, -- In which a river bottomless - -- I would have drown?d, -- Yet thou drewest me out soaking! Save thou art not yet all parch?d - Eavesdroppest ye: A wee drop, -- I can hear it! - I can feel it! Whence it comes I can only deem, -- Yet I will not tarry idly! Lest this for me is a gay dream: -- Let it adamant be - A dream that will sojourn eternally - -- Empty the flagon in me! In which theatre I will act