Song | 'What Potions Have I Drunk' (Sonnet No.119) |
Artist | Julian Bream |
Album | Two Loves |
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[ar:Julian Bream] | |
[al:Two Loves] | |
[ti:'What Potions Have I Drunk' (Sonnet No.119)] | |
[tool:鐏噷鐨勬瓕璇嶆粴鍔ㄥК] | |
[00:00.028] | What potions have I drunk of Siren tears |
[00:04.542] | Distilled from limbecks foul as hell within, |
[00:09.058] | Applying fears to hopes and hopes to fears, |
[00:13.860] | Still losing when I saw myself to win! |
[00:17.817] | What wretched errors hath my heart committed, |
[00:21.913] | Whilst it hath thought itself so blessed never! |
[00:25.314] | How have mine eyes out of their spheres been fitted In the distraction of this madding fever! |
[00:34.808] | O, benefit of ill: now I find true |
[00:40.379] | That better is by evil still made better; |
[00:44.882] | And ruined love, when it is built anew, |
[00:48.557] | Grows fairer than at first, more strong, far greater. |
[00:54.744] | So I return rebuked to my content, |
[00:59.733] | And gain by ill thrice more than I have spent. |
ar: Julian Bream | |
al: Two Loves | |
ti:' What Potions Have I Drunk' Sonnet No. 119 | |
tool: zun hm fei juan mi xuan cao li e | |
[00:00.028] | What potions have I drunk of Siren tears |
[00:04.542] | Distilled from limbecks foul as hell within, |
[00:09.058] | Applying fears to hopes and hopes to fears, |
[00:13.860] | Still losing when I saw myself to win! |
[00:17.817] | What wretched errors hath my heart committed, |
[00:21.913] | Whilst it hath thought itself so blessed never! |
[00:25.314] | How have mine eyes out of their spheres been fitted In the distraction of this madding fever! |
[00:34.808] | O, benefit of ill: now I find true |
[00:40.379] | That better is by evil still made better |
[00:44.882] | And ruined love, when it is built anew, |
[00:48.557] | Grows fairer than at first, more strong, far greater. |
[00:54.744] | So I return rebuked to my content, |
[00:59.733] | And gain by ill thrice more than I have spent. |
ar: Julian Bream | |
al: Two Loves | |
ti:' What Potions Have I Drunk' Sonnet No. 119 | |
tool: zūn hm fèi juān mí xuán cáo lǐ è | |
[00:00.028] | What potions have I drunk of Siren tears |
[00:04.542] | Distilled from limbecks foul as hell within, |
[00:09.058] | Applying fears to hopes and hopes to fears, |
[00:13.860] | Still losing when I saw myself to win! |
[00:17.817] | What wretched errors hath my heart committed, |
[00:21.913] | Whilst it hath thought itself so blessed never! |
[00:25.314] | How have mine eyes out of their spheres been fitted In the distraction of this madding fever! |
[00:34.808] | O, benefit of ill: now I find true |
[00:40.379] | That better is by evil still made better |
[00:44.882] | And ruined love, when it is built anew, |
[00:48.557] | Grows fairer than at first, more strong, far greater. |
[00:54.744] | So I return rebuked to my content, |
[00:59.733] | And gain by ill thrice more than I have spent. |