Finzi: Seven Poems Of Robert Bridges - 7. Wherefore To-Night So Full Of Care
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Wherefore tonight so full of care
My soul revolving o'er this earth
Pointing at the ignorance and the bare
Painful estates of fitful life
Shaping the doom that may befall
By precedent of terror past
I love it more than I saw
And the fall of friendship's sight
It will not go lost
By treachery makes a little fool
Of memory of the battle's lay
Of loving hearts that only know
Their own fall they're all comrade to the grave
O soul, be patient
Thou shalt find what little matter can call this
Some strain of music to thy mind
Some graceful skill dost then amiss
Again shall pleasure overflow
Thy cup with sweetness
Thou shalt taste nothing but sweetness
And shalt draw the sad
For sweet and splendour's blind to waste
O happy life, I hear thee sing
O rΠ΅ven light of mortal star
I praise my days for all they bring
Yet arΠ΅ they only not enough
My soul revolving o'er this earth
Pointing at the ignorance and the bare
Painful estates of fitful life
Shaping the doom that may befall
By precedent of terror past
I love it more than I saw
And the fall of friendship's sight
It will not go lost
By treachery makes a little fool
Of memory of the battle's lay
Of loving hearts that only know
Their own fall they're all comrade to the grave
O soul, be patient
Thou shalt find what little matter can call this
Some strain of music to thy mind
Some graceful skill dost then amiss
Again shall pleasure overflow
Thy cup with sweetness
Thou shalt taste nothing but sweetness
And shalt draw the sad
For sweet and splendour's blind to waste
O happy life, I hear thee sing
O rΠ΅ven light of mortal star
I praise my days for all they bring
Yet arΠ΅ they only not enough
β±οΈ Synced Lyrics
[00:00.90] Wherefore tonight so full of care
[00:09.45] My soul revolving o'er this earth
[00:18.24] Pointing at the ignorance and the bare
[00:25.25] Painful estates of fitful life
[00:33.47] Shaping the doom that may befall
[00:39.28] By precedent of terror past
[00:44.84] I love it more than I saw
[00:49.27] And the fall of friendship's sight
[00:54.27] It will not go lost
[00:59.23]
[01:01.88] By treachery makes a little fool
[01:11.13] Of memory of the battle's lay
[01:18.23] Of loving hearts that only know
[01:22.18] Their own fall they're all comrade to the grave
[01:29.76] O soul, be patient
[01:34.82] Thou shalt find what little matter can call this
[01:45.57] Some strain of music to thy mind
[01:53.72] Some graceful skill dost then amiss
[02:01.16] Again shall pleasure overflow
[02:05.10] Thy cup with sweetness
[02:08.57] Thou shalt taste nothing but sweetness
[02:12.93] And shalt draw the sad
[02:16.46] For sweet and splendour's blind to waste
[02:25.56] O happy life, I hear thee sing
[02:29.62] O rΠ΅ven light of mortal star
[02:36.39] I praise my days for all they bring
[02:42.73] Yet arΠ΅ they only not enough
[03:04.59]
[00:09.45] My soul revolving o'er this earth
[00:18.24] Pointing at the ignorance and the bare
[00:25.25] Painful estates of fitful life
[00:33.47] Shaping the doom that may befall
[00:39.28] By precedent of terror past
[00:44.84] I love it more than I saw
[00:49.27] And the fall of friendship's sight
[00:54.27] It will not go lost
[00:59.23]
[01:01.88] By treachery makes a little fool
[01:11.13] Of memory of the battle's lay
[01:18.23] Of loving hearts that only know
[01:22.18] Their own fall they're all comrade to the grave
[01:29.76] O soul, be patient
[01:34.82] Thou shalt find what little matter can call this
[01:45.57] Some strain of music to thy mind
[01:53.72] Some graceful skill dost then amiss
[02:01.16] Again shall pleasure overflow
[02:05.10] Thy cup with sweetness
[02:08.57] Thou shalt taste nothing but sweetness
[02:12.93] And shalt draw the sad
[02:16.46] For sweet and splendour's blind to waste
[02:25.56] O happy life, I hear thee sing
[02:29.62] O rΠ΅ven light of mortal star
[02:36.39] I praise my days for all they bring
[02:42.73] Yet arΠ΅ they only not enough
[03:04.59]