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Elizabeth Turner
(fl.1750 - 1756)
Tell me, thou soul of her I love
(S./T.2Vn.Continuo)
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Published in "A Collection of Songs with Symphonies", London, c.1756.
Lyrics: James Thomson
Tell me, thou soul of her I love,
Ah! Tell me whither art thou fled?
To what delightful world above
Appointed for the happy dead?
Or dost thou, free at pleasure, roam,
And sometimes share thy lover's woe;
Where, void of thee, his cheerless home
Can now, alas! no comfort know.
Oh! if thou hov'rest round my walk,
While under ev'ry well-known tree
I to thy fancied shadow talk,
And ev'ry tear is full of thee;
Should then the weary eye of grief,
Beside some sympathetic stream,
In slumber find a short relief,
Oh! visit thou my soothing dream.
Tell me, thou soul of her I love,
Ah! Tell me whither art thou fled?
To what delightful world above
Appointed for the happy dead?
Or dost thou, free at pleasure, roam,
And sometimes share thy lover's woe;
Where, void of thee, his cheerless home
Can now, alas! no comfort know.
Oh! if thou hov'rest round my walk,
While under ev'ry well-known tree
I to thy fancied shadow talk,
And ev'ry tear is full of thee;
Should then the weary eye of grief,
Beside some sympathetic stream,
In slumber find a short relief,
Oh! visit thou my soothing dream.