letra de king david - herbert norman howells
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king david was a sorrowful man:
no cause for his sorrow had he;
and he called for the music of a hundred harps
to ease his melancholy
they played till they all fell silent:
played and play sweet did they;
but the sorrow that haunted the heart of king david
they could not charm away
he rose; and in his garden
walked by the moon alone
a nightingale hidden in a cypress tree
jargoned on and on
king david lifted his sad eyes
into the dark-boughed tree —
“tell me, thou little bird that singest
who taught my grief to thee?”
but the bird in no-wise heeded;
and the king in the cool of the moon
hearkened to the nightingale’s sorrowfulness
till all his own was gone
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