Letra de Sweet Art Thou - Theatre Of Tragedy

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Stay still patient, wilt thou my sister of merciful troth be?
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 Simbelmynë

-- 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 drownéd
-- Yet thou drewest me out soaking

Save thou art not yet all parchéd
Eavesdroppest ye: A wee drop -- I can hear it! - I can feelit
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 inme
In which theatre I will act