Copyright © 2004 Paul Howarth

I heard the nightingale so sadly singing
On a thorn above,
Ah, I said, how thou art grieving,
How thou art grieving!
No! sigh'd she... I love!
I love!
Her the stockdove now was joining,
By sad notes the soul to move;
Ah, I said, how thou art pining
How thou art pining.
No wail'd she, I love!
I love!
So it is with me; you see me rage and weep,
And anguish prove.
Ah! you say how much you suffer...
No, indeed!
I love! I love!
Ah! you say how much you suffer...
No, indeed!
I love! I love!

By Arthur Sullivan
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I Heard the Nightingale
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