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John Scott
(c.1775 - 1815)
Make there my tomb
(A.T.B.)
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At the date of publication of his first (and only extant) set of glees (c.1799) Scott was deputy organist at the Chapel Royal and at Westminster Abbey.
Lyrics: Charlotte Turner Smith
Make there my tomb beneath the lime-tree's shade,
Where grass and flow'rs in wild luxuriance wave.
Let no memorial mark where I am laid,
Or point to common eyes the lover's grave.
But oft at twilight morn or closing day,
The faithful friend with falt'ring step shall glide,
Tribute of fond regret by stealth to pay,
And sigh o'er th'unhappy suicide.
And sometimes, when the sun with parting rays
Gilds the long grass that hides my silent head,
The tear shall tremble in my Charlotte's eyes;
Dear precious drops, they shall embalm the dead.
Yes - Charlotte o'er the mournful spot shall weep,
Where her poor Werter and his sorrows sleep.
Make there my tomb beneath the lime-tree's shade,
Where grass and flow'rs in wild luxuriance wave.
Let no memorial mark where I am laid,
Or point to common eyes the lover's grave.
But oft at twilight morn or closing day,
The faithful friend with falt'ring step shall glide,
Tribute of fond regret by stealth to pay,
And sigh o'er th'unhappy suicide.
And sometimes, when the sun with parting rays
Gilds the long grass that hides my silent head,
The tear shall tremble in my Charlotte's eyes;
Dear precious drops, they shall embalm the dead.
Yes - Charlotte o'er the mournful spot shall weep,
Where her poor Werter and his sorrows sleep.