The Calling of the Bride

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Ralph Vaughan Williams - Pop

The Calling of the Bride

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Lyrics

Now is my love all ready forth to come: Let all the virgins therefore well await: And ye fresh boys that tend upon her groom Prepare yourselves; for he is coming straight Set all your things in seemly good array Fit for so joyful day: The joyfulst day that ever sun did see Fair Sun, show forth thy favourable ray And let thy liful heat not fervent be For fear of burning her sunshiny face Her beauty to disgrace O fairest Phoebus! father of the Muse! If ever I did honour thee aright Or sing the thing that motе thy mind delight Do not thy servant's simple boon rеfuse But let this day, let this one day be mine Let all the rest be thine Then I thy sovereign praises loud will sing That all the woods shall answer and their echo ring

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Credits

Writers
  • Ralph Vaughan Williams
  • Edmund Spenser