Seven Songs

Song Cycle by Cuthbert Harris (1870 - 1932)

1. When thou art nigh  [sung text not yet checked]

When thou art nigh, it seems 
A new creation round ; 
The sun hath fairer beams, 
The lute a softer sound. 

Though thee alone I see, 
And hear alone thy sigh, 
'Tis light, 'tis song to me, 
'Tis all when thou art nigh. 

When thou art nigh, no thought 
Of grief comes o'er my heart ; 
I only think could aught 
But joy be where thou art ? 

Life seems a waste of breath, 
When far from thee I sigh ; 
And death ay, even death 
Were sweet, if thou wert nigh.

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2. The sea hath its pearls  [sung text not yet checked]

The sea hath its pearls,
The heaven hath its stars;
But my heart, my heart,
My heart has its love.

Great are the sea and the heaven;
Yet greater is my heart,
And fairer than pearls and stars
Flashes and beams my love.

Thou little, youthful maiden,
Come unto my great heart;
My heart, and the sea and the heaven
Are melting away [with]1 love!

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Total word count: 157