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From "Eight Glees compos'd by W.B.Earle, Esqr." London, c.1780.
Earle was an aristocrat and philanthropist who lived much of his life in the Close, Salisbury. He was a keen amateur musician who wrote several well-crafted glees.
Earle was an aristocrat and philanthropist who lived much of his life in the Close, Salisbury. He was a keen amateur musician who wrote several well-crafted glees.
Lyrics: William Shakespeare
Here will we sit and let the sounds of music
Creep in our ears; soft stillness and the night
Become the touches of sweet harmony.
That strain again, it had a dying fall,
Oh, it came o'er my ear like the sweet sound
That breathes on a bank of violets,
Stealing and giving odour.
Here will we sit and let the sounds of music
Creep in our ears; soft stillness and the night
Become the touches of sweet harmony.
That strain again, it had a dying fall,
Oh, it came o'er my ear like the sweet sound
That breathes on a bank of violets,
Stealing and giving odour.


