Luyện nghe bài hát Alas (the Knight)

Alas, my love, if I could make you
And from the step forth and sit beside me
Or still, bestride the steed I gave you
Wrapped close within the cloak I to hide thee
Perhaps I'd forth to ask thy name
while thou liest underneath my pen
That honour which the poorest claim
Unjustly was withheld. But if
I held captive as I did ere now
Stalling to pass my through the last
Of midnight tendrils, or thy brow
In fear of sending off what heaven
Too early for my insufficient
To the fullest detail and retain
The presence that image left behind
That thou in all thy should remain
I my oversight I would not mend
For now upon reflection I
secretly I never did intend
With title long or rich to bless
But rather let in my
Run wild the thoughts of who perhaps you
Before soul demanded your creation
And deigned my mind and heart to stir
For such a noble and face
Could well be but newborn this sphere
But sure among a distant beauteous
hast known more than all who dwelleth here
And could tell much of places hast seen
And battles for honours won and lost
And how each service a faerie Queen
Becomes a jewel than it cost
The ladies of world, you may impart
Desire to be over-graced
Nor in the art
Of living, their lips were meant to taste
A sort of stealth they wear about them
And while a flame of innocence they
In forests dark you fear to be without
For knights of maler kinds are so bold
Yes, in thy orb a may be a knight
(Thou knew'st a friend make upon this news)
Without a whisper loud or slight
For lords are not afeared their stock to
Where no may be taken or be kept
No be granted, nor no bride
No may be stolen while she slept
Nor of her freedom to decide
suits her best. No county's law is needed
To cut the weed of violence from the
No for the law to go unheeded
For acts as these do not to them
The you raise are rarer still
For in their eyes, as in the depths of
Such and thrilling mysteries fulfill
The corners of their heart's design
arrows, much like those I gave to thee
Could not but graze the flank of cow
Without him laugh. 'Tis much to see
Them tickling their prey. I not how
They ever do encapture what eat
Save that perhaps their unfettered brains
Have learned that what grows their feet
And in the above better sustains
A intent on living well tomorrow
But how, I ask thee, most fiend
Do lords and ladies love where is no
No strife to overcome, no soul
Of crushing ardor worn out its stay,
Betrothal to a less divine
Than that who stole thy breath away
No hot forbidden kisses for to
No heart affixed to age heart is young
No ill intentioned suitors to
"Still madam! Would'st kindly hold thy tongue!"
Thou sayest. "Your has rash been made
In long in combat with your kind
Thou see'st no other but these
Thy hands are careworn that yet to find
The hands that first hold them. Yet to please
The hierarchy which you unwitting
Thou dost that love in fighting grows
happiness in love is not befitting
But in thy sadness thou mak'st of woes
For even were there ne'er a day
No to divide what love had bound
The galley which the moon holds in her
not but stir the peace it finally found
The wound is deeper the sea about thee
The stars my doublet you have drawn
May light my path, but how, without me
Wilt thou the fate thou tremblest on?"
And in this way and my paper spoke
O, fierce, savage, gentle beauty
who I've given breath my soul has broke
You had but not the right
Could I but see the lips dare not breathe
They are so and pressing sweet
Could I but touch the wings that
Are made so thy heart forgets to beat
Perhaps I should have more for which to
You to my domain and brought despair
For though I be the chastest heart
The realm you speak of will not take me
you no pity? Can'st thou not perceive
That I, a beast, had but the eyes
To see where I would love? Dost believe
That ere you I was but vain disguise?
I know the murmur of reveals
The things no human heart could
I render'st thou for all that feels
And to be thy lordship's faithful friend
Yea, quiet as a mushroom did I
I willed to my form to overtake
I shivered at each horse's gait
And so I to suddenly awake
Alas, my love, wilt thou me goodbye?
The lingering will aid thee on thy travels
craft but one thing more, a crow to fly
Before to tell me how thy unravels
I say, art complete and free to go
What holds thee here one who lives no longer?
For I have given thee the you know
The weaker I become, thou art the
And in your antique words your intent
Was that once thou art gone I should
Quothe thee, "Your thought me, for I meant
To leave thee not but to stay.
For true, I did in my own realm
Partake of that pure of which I told thee
But be my and with me at the helm
And I shall, in the cloak you wrought, thee
And to the ends of all the earth
For hast proved more generous and wise
Than all we faeries, moons and stars are
For live we not but living in eyes."
Dear knight, if thou would'st be mine own
And leave thy dragons for a thou may'st
Find in these arms which thou hast grown
A better than the which thou say'st
But with your hand you pointeth; I so
And 'tis not plain to me, I did draw it
Which way dost intend for us to go
in the mind it is of she who saw it
Yet still I made thee to discover
What one would do if one were asked to
back and forwards. Be thee friend or lover
Perhaps you were to be my muse
Thou feel'st thy fight but when you must
Thou the blade of truth below thy knee
Use arrows against all whom you
But when thou my way, aim one at me
Your world is as ere it was before
Your time beneath my busy hand spent
I've made a thing I love; I ask no
And never redeem the heart I lent
Me in my world and thyself in
Two petals on the and silent flower
And evermore I'll welcome in mine
Your dear was my finest hour