Robert Herrick - To Music, to Becalm His Fever

Richard Mitchley - Pop
Robert Herrick - To Music, to Becalm His Fever
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Duration: 1:06
Lyrics
Charm me asleep, and melt me so With thy delicious numbers That, being ravish'd, hence I go Away in easy slumbers Ease my sick head And make my bed Thou power that canst sever From me this ill And quickly still Though thou not kill My fever Thou sweetly canst convert the same From a consuming fire Into a gentle licking flame And make it thus expire Then make me weep My pains asleep; And give me such reposes That I, poor I May think thereby I live and die 'Mongst roses Fall on me like the silent dew Or like those maiden showers Which, by the peep of day, do strew A baptim o'er the flowers Melt, melt my pains With thy soft strains; That, having ease me given With full delight I leave this light And take my flight For Heaven
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- Writers
- Robert Herrick