Four poems

Song Cycle by (Edward) Maurice Besly (1888 - 1945)

?. In the street of lost time  [sung text not yet checked]

Language: English 
Rest and have ease;
Here are no more voyages;
fold, fold your narrow pale hands;
and under the veil of night lie,

as I have seen you
lie in your deep hair;
but patiently now that new loves,
new days have gone their ways.

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