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| Author: | Dr. Wetmore |
42. Let music roll in mournful strains
1 Let music roll in mournful strains,
while death his pris'ner binds in chains;
Each harper drest in grief's attire,
While sorrow tunes her mournful lyre!
2 Awake, awake each silent strain,
Wish melting notes new sorrows bring,
Till on the dirge my spirit files,
To the dark shade where SYLVIA lies!
3 Huge troubles rise on ev'ry side,
Like the fierce ocean's rapid tide;
The raging billows ceaseless roar,
Proclaim my SYLVIA is no more!
4 Her spirit's wing'd from earth away,
To realms of woe or endless day,
To join the joyful throng above,
In praising Christ's eternal love.
5 O! cruel tyrant! monster death!
To stop so soon my SYLVIA's breath;
To deck in mourning garbs of woe,
The face of nature where I go.
6 What mighty sorrows veil the land,
The lofty hills in mourning stand,
The crystal streams in sorrow glide,
And roll to meet the swelling tide!
7 Ye silent groves and meadows wail,
While anguish moves in ev'ry gale;
On swifter wings let nature fly,
To bear my troubled soul on high.
8 there let me find my SYLVIA dear,
Where death and sorrow reign no more,
Our souls once more in friendship blend,
Where rolling ages never end.
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| First Line: | Let music roll in mournful strains |
| Author: | Dr. Wetmore |
| Language: | English |
| Publication Date: | 1805 |
| Notes: | Words and Music by Dr. Wetmore, on the death of his wife. |
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