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James Oswald
(1710 - 1769)
Send home my long stray'd eyes (The Message)
(Soprano/Tenor,2 Violins,Continuo)
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Send home my long stray'd eyes (The Message)
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149447 : Oswald : Send home my long stray'd eyes (The Message) : sheet music
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Published in Oswald's "Collection of the best old Scotch and English songs...dedicated to Her Royal Highness the Princess Dowager of Wales by James Oswald, Chamber Composer to his Majesty".
Lyrics: John Donne
Send home my long stray'd eyes to me,
Which, oh too long, have dwelt on thee;
But if from you they learnt such ill,
To sweetly smile,
And then beguile,
Keep the deceivers, keep them still.
Send home my harmless heart again,
Which no unworthy thought could stain;
Which if it has been taught by thine
To forfeit both
Its word and oath,
Keep it, for then 'tis none of mine.
Yet send me home my heart and eyes,
That I may see, and know thy lies,
That I one day may laugh, when thou
Shall grieve for one
Thy love will scorn,
And prove as false as thou art now.
Send home my long stray'd eyes to me,
Which, oh too long, have dwelt on thee;
But if from you they learnt such ill,
To sweetly smile,
And then beguile,
Keep the deceivers, keep them still.
Send home my harmless heart again,
Which no unworthy thought could stain;
Which if it has been taught by thine
To forfeit both
Its word and oath,
Keep it, for then 'tis none of mine.
Yet send me home my heart and eyes,
That I may see, and know thy lies,
That I one day may laugh, when thou
Shall grieve for one
Thy love will scorn,
And prove as false as thou art now.

