Luyện nghe bài hát The Lake

In spring of it was my lot
To haunt of the wide world a
The which I could not the less
So lovely was the
Of a wild lake, with rock bound,
And the tall pines towered around.
But when the night had thrown her
Upon that spot, as all.

And the wind went by
Murmuring in
Then a then I awake
To the of the lone lake.

Yet that was not fright,
But a tremulous
A not the jewelled mine
teach or bribe me to define
Nor love although the were thine.

And the mystic wind by
Murmuring in
Then a then I would
To the terror of the lake.

Death was in poisonous wave,
And in its gulf a fitting
For him who thence could solace
To his lone
Whose solitary soul could
And of that him lake.

Of a wild lake, with black around's you
And the tall that towered around.
No love, no more pain
To, to

And the mystic wind by
Then ah then I would
And Eden of him lake

And the mystic went by
in melody
Then a I would awake
To the terror of the lake.

And the mystic went by
in melody
Then a I would awake
To the terror of the lake.