Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Britten: Serenade for tenor, horn & strings, Op. 31 - Sonnet , by - Peter PearsRelease date: 31.12.2005
Song language: English
Britten: Serenade for tenor, horn & strings, Op. 31 - Sonnet |
| O soft embalmer of the still midnight |
| Shutting, with careful fingers and benign |
| Our gloom‑pleas'd eyes, embower’d from the light |
| Enshaded in forgetfulness divine: |
| O soothest Sleep! |
| if so it please thee, close |
| In midst of this thine hymn my willing eyes |
| Or wait the «Amen» ere thy poppy throws |
| Around my bed its lulling charities |
| Then save me, or the passèd day will shine |
| Upon my pillow, breeding many woes |
| Save me, save me from curious conscience, that still lords |
| Its strength for darkness, burrowing like a mole; |
| Turn the key deftly in the oilèd wards |
| And seal the hushèd casket of my Soul |