Sweet Art Thou - Theatre Of Tragedy



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 feel it!

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 in me!

In which theatre I will act



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