Lyrics Theatre Of Tragedy – Angélique
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Thou dawdl’d not bringing me fro Aether to Nether
Still, duringly cling I on to this heather
Dew-scented blossom; thou wast pristine
The sweven of thee ne’er will I cede, my colleen
Drat this creature of memories ill
Foolhardy and fey I may be, yet him I shall quell
Foolhardy and fey I may be, yet him I shall quell
‘Vaunt! — Devil tyne
Wadst thou wane fore’ermae
Daunt — sinsyne thence
Ta’en as a dint, Angelique?
Perforce and grinningly shall I maim in the vie
Alas dastard! — hanging by the noose die
‘Vaunt! — Devil tyne
Wadst thou wane fore’ermae
Daunt — sinsyne thence
Ta’en as a dint, Angelique?
‘Come not wont to this uncouth Devil
Lest to a Devil thou wilt translate…my Angel
‘Vaunt! — Devil tyne
Wadst thou wane fore’ermae
Daunt — sinsyne thence
Ta’en as a dint, Angelique?