by William Smyth (1765 - 1849)
Translation

Again, my Lyre, yet once again
Language: English  after the English 
Our translations:  FRE
Again my lyre, yet once again!
With tears I wake thy thrilling strain
O sounds to sacred sorrow dear,
I weep, but could for ever hear!
Ah! cease! nor more past scenes recall,
Ye plaintive notes! thou dying fall!
For lost, beneath thy lov'd control,
Sweet Lyre! is my dissolving soul.

Around me airy forms appear,
And Seraph songs are in mine ear!
Ye Spirits blest, oh bear away
To happier realms my humble lay!
For still my Love may deign to hear
Those human notes that once were dear!
And still one angel sigh bestow
On her who weeps, who mourns below.

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  • FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , "Encore, ma lyre, encore une fois", copyright © 2014, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • GER German (Deutsch) (Anonymous/Unidentified Artist) , "Noch einmal wecken Tränen"


Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]

This text was added to the website: 2004-08-04
Line count: 16
Word count: 103