Cymbeline

Song Cymbeline
Artist Loreena McKennitt
Album Nights from the Alhambra

Lyrics

[01:50.25] fear no more the heat o the sun
[02:00.14] nor the furious winters rages;
[02:08.15] thou thy worldly task hast done,
[02:18.03] home art gone, and taen thy wages
[02:26.68] golden lads and girls all must,
[02:34.93] as chimney-sweepers, come to dust.
[02:43.15] the sceptre, learning, physic, must
[02:52.13] all follow this and come to dust.
[03:02.63]
[03:10.45] fear no more the frown o th great;
[03:19.38] thou art past the tyrants stroke
[03:27.11] care no more to clothe and to eat;
[03:35.90] to thee the reed is as the oak.
[03:44.69] the sceptre, learning, physic, must
[03:52.54] all follow this and come to dust.
[04:02.11] all lovers young, all lovers must
[04:10.23] consign to thee and come to dust.
[04:23.83]