Ian & Sylvia - I'll Bid My Heart Be Still (Early Morning Rain, 1965) | Текст песни

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I'LL BID MY HEART BE STILL
(Poem by Thomas Pringle; Old Border Melody)

1. I'll bid my heart be still,
And check each struggling sigh!
And there's none e'er shall know
My soul's cherish'd woe,
When the first tears of sorrow are dry.

2. They bid me cease to weep,
For glory gilds his name;
Ah! 'tis therefore I mourn--
He ne'er can return
To enjoy the bright noon of his fame.

3. While minstrels wake the lay
For peace and freedom won,
Like my lost lover's knell
The tones seem to swell,
And I hear but his death-dirge alone.

4. My cheek has lost its hue,
My eye grows faint and dim,
But 'tis sweeter to fade
In grief's gloomy shade,
Than to bloom for another than him.

The song is also in Maver's Collection of Genuine Scottish Melodies (Glasgow: Robert Maver, pp. 239-240 [No. 477]; with music) [possibly published in the late 19th century or at the turn of the century, but my rebound copy has no publication date or lacks the page containing the date], where the credits are to Thomas Pringle and "Border Melody."

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