Sweet Art Thou Lyrics
Play by Raymond, Music by Theatre of Tragedy
"Stay still patient; wilt thou my sister of merciful troth be?
I shall attempt the halter of thy life make less tighten'd!"
"I shall climb the yew,
Will it subdue me or not!"
"Swooning emotio
ns smite my
bosom -
I have in aptness depriev'd thy eyrie
"Oh! - but ne'er alas;
Fro many another a lass -
Lodge here fore'ermore."
Dodge thither sable of yore!"
"A narrow dell hath now for me turn'd into a broad land;
A land rich with fields of the Simbelmynë."
"Sonorous to my ears are the words
form'd by thy tongue;
Conquer me! - Waylay me! - Swathe
me 'twixt thy arms!
Make me sense the wine which is
runk by queens,
"Make me sense the wine which is drunk by kings, / And let it flow white and
full in taste o'er my lips."
And let it flow red and full in taste o'ver my lips."
"A dais'd bridge o'er the ghyll,
In which a river bottomless -
I would have drownéd,
Yet thou drewest me out soaking!"
"Save thou art not yet all parchéd -
Eavesdroppest ye: A wee drop,
"I can hear it! - I can feel it!
Whence it comes I can only deem,
Yet I will not tarry idly!
Lest this for me is a gay dream:
Let it adamant be -
A dream that will sojourn eternally -
Empty the flagon in
me!"
In which theatre I will act!"
Theatre Of Tragedy Sweet Art Thou
