opus 30

by

1. Childe Harold  [sung text not yet checked]

Language: English 
Lo, a large black-shrouded barge
   Sadly moves with sails outspread,
And mute creatures' muffled features
   Hold grim watch above the dead.

Calm below it lies the poet
   With his fair face bare and white,
Still with yearning ever turning
   Azure eyes toward's heaven's light.

As he saileth sadly waileth
   Some bereaven undine-bride.
O'er the springing waves outringing,
   Hark! a dirge floats far and wide.

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