Of All the Torments

Album cover art for "Of All the Torments" by Hubert Parry

Hubert Parry - Pop

Of All the Torments

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Lyrics

Of all the torments, all the cares With which our lives are curst; Of all the plagues a lover bears Sure rivals are the worst! By partners of each other kind Afflictions easier grow; In love we hate to find Companions of our woe Silvia, for all the pangs you see Are laboring in my breast; I beg not you would favor me Would you but slight the rest How great so e'er your rigors are With them alone I'll cope: I can endure my own despair But not another's hope!

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Credits

Writers
  • Hubert Parry
  • William Walsh