Luyện nghe bài hát The Lake

In of youth it was my lot
To of the wide world a spot
The which I could not love the
So was the loneliness
Of a wild lake, with black bound,
And the tall pines towered around.
But when the had thrown her pall
Upon spot, as upon all.

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

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

And the wind went by
in melody
Then a then I awake
To the terror of the lake.

was in that poisonous wave,
And in its gulf a grave
For him who thence solace bring
To his imagining
Whose solitary could make
And Eden of him lake.

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

And the wind went by
Then ah I would awake
And of that him lake

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

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