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lirik lagu ghizela rowe - the curse upon edward - thomas gray

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weave the warp, and weave the woof
the winding~sheet of edward’s race
give ample room, and verge enough
the characters of h~ll to trace
mark the year, and mark the night
when severn shall re~echo with affright
the shrieks of death, thro’ berkley’s roofs that ring
shrieks of an agonizing king!
she~wolf of france, with unrelenting fangs
that tear’st the bowels of thy mangled mate
from thee be born, who o’er thy country hangs
thе scourge of heav’n. what terrors round him wait!
amazеment in his van, with flight combined
and sorrow’s faded form, and solitude behind

mighty victor, mighty lord!
low on his funeral couch he lies!
no pitying heart, no eye, afford
a tear to grace his obsequies
is the sable warrior fled?
thy son is gone. he rests among the dead
the swarm that in thy noon tide beam were born?
gone to salute the rising morn
fair laughs the morn, and soft the zephyr blows
while proudly riding o’er the azure realm
in gallant trim the gilded vessel goes;
youth on the prow, and pleasure at the helm;
regardless of the sweeping whirlwind’s sway
that, hush’d in grim repose, expects his evening prey
fill high the sparkling bowl
the rich repast prepare;
reft of a crown, he yet may share the feast:
close by the regal chair
fell thirst and famine scowl
a baleful smile upon their baffled guest
heard ye the din of battle bray
lance to lance, and horse to horse?
long years of havoc urge their destined course
and thro’ the kindred squadrons mow their way
ye towers of julius, london’s lasting shame
with many a foul and midnight murder fed
revere his consort’s faith, his father’s fame
and spare the meek usurper’s holy head
above, below, the rose of snow
twined with her blushing foe, we spread:
the bristled boar in infant~gore
wallows beneath the th~rny shade
now, brothers, bending o’er th’ accursed loom
stamp we our vengeance deep, and ratify his doom

edward, lo! to sudden fate
(weave we the woof. the thread is spun)
half of thy heart we consecrate
(the web is wove. the work is done.)


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