Copyright © 2001 by Paul Howarth
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The moon no longer rules on high,
You sleep, You sleep.
The daybreak lights the summer sky,
You sleep, You sleep.
A perfumed breeze is blowing,
The stream is gaily flowing,
My boat is on the shore,
Beloved, sleep no more.
The lark is singing to the dawn,
You sleep.
The dove is sighing to the dawn,
You sleep.
Awake! and I'll sing to you
Of love that shall e'er be true.
Our boat shall wander down the stream
And you and I will dream.
Awake! and I'll sing to you
Of love that shall e'er be true.
Ah! awake and I will sing to you
Of love that shall e'er be true.

And all night long I've wept, and still
You sleep, You sleep.
No rest for me while you have slept,
You sleep, You sleep.
The night has left me sighing
For hope is quickly dying,
Your lattice gives no sign.
Awake! Oh! Lady mine!
Arise, your bed of down forsake,
You sleep.
While nature's other charms awake,
You sleep.
Awake! and I'll sing to you
Of love that shall e'er be true.
Our boat shall wander down the stream
And you and I will dream.
Awake! and I'll sing to you
Of love that shall e'er be true.
Ah! awake and I will sing to you
Of love that shall be true.

By Arthur Sullivan
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You Sleep
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