A Charm

Lyrics
Quiet! Sleep! or I will make Erinnys whip thee with a snake And cruel Rhadamanthus take Thy body to the boiling lake Where fire and brimstones never slake; Thy heart shall burn, thy head shall ache And ev'ry joint about thee quake; And therefor dare not yet to wake! Quiet, sleep! Quiet, sleep! Quiet! Quiet! Sleep! or thou shalt see The horrid hags of Tartary Whose tresses ugly serpants be And Cerberus shall bark at thee And all the Furies that are three The worst is called Tisiphone Shall lash thee to еternity; And therefor sleep thou pеacefully Quiet, sleep! Quiet, sleep! Quiet!
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Credits
- Writers
- Benjamin Britten
- Thomas Randolph