letra de iv: "oh my blacke soule! now thou art summoned" - benjamin britten
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oh my black soul! now art thou summoned
by sickness, death’s herald, and champion;
thou art like a pilgrim, which abroad hath done
treason, and durst not turn to whence he is fled;
or like a thief, which till death’s doom be read
wisheth himself delivered from prison
but d-mned and haled to execution
wisheth that still he might be imprisoned
yet grace, if thou repent, thou canst not lack;
but who shall give thee that grace to begin?
oh make thy self with holy mourning black
and red with blushing, as thou art with sin;
or wash thee in christ’s blood, which hath this might
that being red, it dyes red souls to white
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