When in death I shall calm recline,
O bear my heart to my mistress dear;
Tell her it lived upon smiles and wine
Of the brightest hue, while it lingered here.
Bid her not shed one tear of sorrow,
To sully a heart so brilliant and light;
But balmy drops of the red grape borrow,
To bathe the relic from morn to night.
The Southern Harmony
|Instances (1 - 2 of 2)||Title||First Line||Tune||Tune Key||Author||Meter||Scripture||Date||Subject||Source|
|The Southern Harmony, and Musical Companion (New ed. thoroughly rev. and much enl.) #73||When in death I shall calm recline||When in death I shall calm recline||LEGACY||8, 9, 10||1854|
|The Southern Harmony, and Musical Companion. New edition, thoroughly revised and much enlarged #73||When in death I shall calm recline||1854|