Weep you no more, sad fountains;
What need you flow so fast?
Look how the snowy mountains
Heaven's sun doth gently waste.
But my sun's heavenly eyes
View not your weeping,
That now lies sleeping
Softly, now softly lies
Sleeping.
Sleep is a reconciling,
A rest that peace begets:
Doth not the sun rise smiling
When fair at even he sets?
Rest you then, rest, sad eyes,
Melt not in weeping,
While she lies sleeping
Softly, now softly lies
Sleeping.
Notes
First recorded in 16th century
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softly ,, it takes my breath
From guest guidy (contact)
i liked it first because of the music it was presented in the movie ,,i read it over and over .. it touches me every time.. -
From guest Ida (contact)
I simply adore this poem. It's so sweet and soft. A little diamond, I would say! -
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From guest Debbie Kim (contact)
I love how Patrick Doyle took the same exact lyrics and made it into a lovely song that Jane Eaglen sang in the movie!!! -
This poem is an exquisite representation of how a poem should be. The rhyming scheme is quite unique, in fact its untouchable. ABACDEEDE, very clever, in the second stanza, though I suppose the first was unintentional, it rhymes like so ABABCDDCD, which is a much better scheme than the first. This poem is indeed well done.
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