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pleasure - ghizela rowe - charlotte bronte lyrics

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true pleasure breathes not city air
nor in art’s temples dwells
in palaces and towers where
the voice of grandeur dwells

no! seek it where high nature holds
her court ‘mid stately groves
where she her majesty unfolds
and in fresh beauty moves;

where thousand birds of sweetest song
the wildly rushing storm
and hundred streams which glide along
her mighty concert form!

go where the woods in bеauty sleep
bathed in pale luna’s light
or wherе among their branches sweep
the hollow sounds of night

go where the warbling nightingale
in gushes rich doth sing
till all the lonely, quiet vale
with melody doth ring

go, sit upon a mountain steep
and view the prospect round;
the hills and vales, the valley’s sweep
the far horizon bound
then view the wide sky overhead
the still, deep vault of blue
the sun which golden light doth shed
the clouds of pearly hue

and as you gaze on this vast scene
your thoughts will journey far
though hundred years should roll between
on time’s swift+passing car

to ages when the earth was yound
when patriarchs, grey and old
the praises of their god oft sung
and oft his mercies told

you see them with their beards of snow
their robes of ample form
their lives whose peaceful, gentle flow
felt seldom passion’s storm

then a calm, solemn pleasure steals
into your inmost mind;
a quiet aura your spirit feels
a softened stillness kind

- pleasure lyrics

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