Текст песни Burns Robert - Thou Lingering Star
Burns Robert - Thou Lingering Star слова песни
Thou Lingering Star (Robert Burns) Thou ling`ring star, with less`ning ray, That lov`st to greet the early morn, Again thou usher`st in the day My Mary from my soul was torn. O Mary dear departed shade! Where is thy place of blissful rest ? See`st thou thy over lowly laid? Hear`st thou the groans that rend this breast? That sacred hour can I forget? Can I forget the hallow`d grove, Where, by the winding Ayr, we met, ` To live one day of parting love ? Eternity cannot efface Those records dear of transports past, Thy image at our last embrace- Ah! little thought we`twas our last! Ayr, gurgling, kiss`d his pebbled shore, O`erhung with wild-woods, thickening green; The fragrant birch and hawthorn hoar, `Twin`d amorous round the raptur`d scene; The flowers sprang wanton to be prest, The birds sang love on every spray, Till too, too soon, the glowing west, Proclaim`d the speed of winged day.Still o`er these scenes my mem`ry wakes, And fondly broods with miser-care;Time but th`impression stronger makes, As streams their channels deeper wear.O Mary! dear departed shade! Where is thy place of blissful rest?See`st thou thy lover lowly laid? Hear`st thou the groans that rend his breast?tune: Capt`n Cook`s Death (274)filename[ LNGRSTARplay.exe LNGRSTARARB===DOCUMENT BOUNDARY===