charles villiers stanford – damon’s passion lyrics
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ah, trees, why fall your leaves so fast?
ah rocks, where are your robes of moss?
ah flocks, why stand you all aghast?
trees, rocks, and flocks, what, are ye pensive for my loss?
the birds, methinks, tune naught but moan
the winds breathe naught but bitter plaint
the beasts forsake their dens to groan;
birds, winds, and beasts, what doth my loss your powers attaint?
floods weep their springs above their bounds
and echo wails to see my woe
the robe of ruth doth clothe the grounds;
floods, echo, grounds, why do ye all these tears bestow?
the trees, the rocks, and flocks reply
the birds, the winds, the beasts report
floods, echo, grounds, for sorrow cry
“we grieve since phillis nill kind damon’s love consort.”
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