by John Turner
Let each gallant heart
Language: English
Let each gallant heart, Untouch'd with love's dart, Prepare for his secret alarms; That sluggish repose Wherein now thou art, Affords far less numerous charms, For the warfare of love Yields a thousand times more Sweets and delights than your dull peace before. Long torment 'tis sure We must calmly endure, Before the dear prize we obtain. Yet still the hard toil Is part of the cure, And such pleasures we find in our pain, That the warfare of love Yields a thousand times more Blissful delights than your dull peace before.
Authorship:
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):
- by Henry Purcell (1658/9 - 1695), "Let each gallant heart", Z. 390, published 1683. [text verified 1 time]
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This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 18
Word count: 92