Luyện nghe bài hát Sweet Art Thou

Play by Raymond, Music by of Tragedy
"Stay still patient; wilt my sister of merciful troth be?
I attempt the halter of thy life make less tighten'd!"
"I climb the yew,
Will it me or not!"
"Swooning
ns my
-
I have in aptness depriev'd thy
"Oh! - but ne'er
Fro many a lass -
Lodge fore'ermore."
Dodge sable of yore!"
"A narrow dell hath now for me turn'd into a land;
A rich with fields of the Simbelmyn."
"Sonorous to my ears are the
by thy tongue;
Conquer me! - Waylay me! -
me thy arms!
Make me sense the which is
by queens,
"Make me sense the wine which is drunk by kings, / And let it flow and
full in taste my lips."
And let it flow red and full in taste my lips."
"A bridge o'er the ghyll,
In which a bottomless -
I would drownd,
Yet drewest me out soaking!"
"Save thou art not yet all -
ye: A wee drop,
"I can hear it! - I can it!
it comes I can only deem,
Yet I not tarry idly!
Lest for me is a gay dream:
Let it be -
A dream that will eternally -
Empty the in
me!"
In which I will act!"