legends and lyrics- first series(传奇和抒情歌谣1)-第11章
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I； thy mother； Almost long to see thee die。 Sleep； my darling； thou art
weary； God is good； but life is dreary。
I have watched thy beauty fading； And thy strength sink day by day；
Soon； I know； will Want and Fever Take thy little life away。 Famine makes
thy father reckless； Hope has left both him and me； We could suffer all；
my baby； Had we but a crust for thee。 Sleep； my darling； thou art weary；
God is good； but life is dreary。
Better thou shouldst perish early； Starve so soon； my darling one； Than
in helpless sin and sorrow Vainly live； as I have done。 Better that thy angel
spirit With my joy； my peace； were flown； Than thy heart grew cold and
careless； Reckless； hopeless； like my own。 Sleep； my darling； thou art
weary； God is good； but life is dreary。
I am wasted； dear； with hunger； And my brain is all opprest； I have
scarcely strength to press thee； Wan and feeble； to my breast。 Patience；
baby； God will help us； Death will come to thee and me； He will take us to
his Heaven； Where no want or pain can be。 Sleep； my darling； thou art
weary； God is good； but life is dreary。
Such the plaint that； late and early； Did we listen； we might hear Close
beside us；but the thunder Of a city dulls our ear。 Every heart； as God's
bright Angel； Can bid one such sorrow cease； God has glory when his
children Bring his poor ones joy and peace！ Listen； nearer while she sings
Sounds the fluttering of wings！
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VERSE： BE STRONG
Be strong to HOPE； oh Heart！ Though day is bright； The stars can only
shine In the dark night。 Be strong； oh Heart of mine； Look towards the
light！
Be strong to BEAR； oh Heart！ Nothing is vain： Strive not； for life is
care； And God sends pain； Heaven is above； and there Rest will remain！
Be strong to LOVE； oh Heart！ Love knows not wrong； Didst thou
lovecreatures even； Life were not long； Didst thou love God in Heaven；
Thou wouldst be strong！
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VERSE： GOD'S GIFTS
God gave a gift to Earth：… a child； Weak； innocent； and undefiled；
Opened its ignorant eyes and smiled。
It lay so helpless； so forlorn； Earth took it coldly and in scorn； Cursing
the day when it was born。
She gave it first a tarnished name； For heritage； a tainted fame； Then
cradled it in want and shame。
All influence of Good or Right； All ray of God's most holy light； She
curtained closely from its sight。
Then turned her heart； her eyes away； Ready to look again； the day Its
little feet began to stray。
In dens of guilt the baby played； Where sin； and sin alone； was made
The law that all around obeyed。
With ready and obedient care； He learnt the tasks they taught him there；
Black sin for lessonoaths for prayer。
Then Earth arose； and； in her might； To vindicate her injured right；
Thrust him in deeper depths of night。
Branding him with a deeper brand Of shame； he could not understand；
The felon outcast of the land。
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God gave a gift to Earth：… a child； Weak； innocent； and undefiled；
Opened its ignorant eyes and smiled。
And Earth received the gift； and cried Her joy and triumph far and
wide； Till echo answered to her pride。
She blest the hour when first he came To take the crown of pride and
fame； Wreathed through long ages for his name。
Then bent her utmost art and skill To train the supple mind and will；
And guard it from a breath of ill。
She strewed his morning path with flowers； And Love； in tender
dropping showers； Nourished the blue and dawning hours。
She shed； in rainbow hues of light； A halo round the Good and Right；
To tempt and charm the baby's sight。
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And every step； of work or play。 Was lit by some such dazzling ray；
Till morning brightened into day。
And then the World arose； and said … Let added honours now be shed
On such a noble heart and head！
O World； both gifts were pure and bright； Holy and sacred in God's
sight：… God will judge them and thee aright！
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VERSE： A TOMB IN GHENT
A smiling look she had； a figure slight； With cheerful air； and step both
quick and light； A strange and foreign look the maiden bore； That suited
the quaint Belgian dress she wore Yet the blue fearless eyes in her fair face；
And her soft voice told her of English race； And ever； as she flitted to and
fro； She sang； （or murmured； rather；） soft and low； Snatches of song； as if
she did not know That she was singing； but the happy load Of dream and
thought thus from her heart o'erflowed： And while on household cares she
passed along； The air would bear me fragments of her song； Not such as
village maidens sing； and few The framers of her changing music knew；
Chants such as heaven and earth first heard of when The master Palestrina
held the pen。 But I with awe had often turned the page； Yellow with time；
and half defaced by age； And listened； with an ear not quite unskilled；
While heart and soul to the grand echo thrilled； And much I marvelled； as
her cadence fell From the Laudate； that I knew so well； Into Scarlatti's
minor fugue； how she Had learned such deep and solemn harmony。 But
what she told I set in rhyme； as meet To chronicle the influence； dim and
sweet； 'Neath which her young and innocent life had grown： Would that
my words were simple as her own。
Many years since； an English workman went Over the seas； to seek a
home in Ghent； Where English skill was prized； nor toiled in vain； Small；
yet enough； his hard…earned daily gain。 He dwelt alonein sorrow； or in
pride。 He mixed not with the workers by his side； He seemed to care but
for one present joy … To tend； to watch； to teach his sickly boy。 Severe to
all beside； yet for the child He softened his rough speech to soothings mild；
For him he smiled； with him each day he walked Through the dark gloomy
streets； to him he talked Of home； of England； and strange stories told Of
English heroes in the days of old； And； （when the sunset gilded roof and
spire；） The marvellous tale which never seemed to tire： How the gilt
dragon； glaring fiercely down From the great belfry； watching all the town；
Was brought； a trophy of the wars divine； By a Crusader from far Palestine；
And given to Bruges； and how Ghent arose； And how they struggled long
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as deadly foes； Till Ghent； one night； by a brave soldier's skill； Stole the
great dragon； and she keeps it still。 One day the dragonso 'tis saidwill
rise； Spread his bright wines； and glitter in the skies。 And over desert lands
and azure seas； Will seek his home 'mid palm and ce
