Lyrics Fear No More The Heat O The Sun (Cymbeline) - Cleo Laine

Fear No More The Heat O The Sun (Cymbeline)

Fear no more the heat o' the sun;
Nor the furious winter’s rages
Thou thy worldly task hast done
Home art gone, and ta’en thy wages;
Golden lads and girls all must
As chimney sweepers come to dust
Golden lads and girls all must
As chimney sweepers come to dust
Fear no more the frown of the great
Thou art past the tyrant’s stroke:
Care no more to clothe and eat;
To thee the reed is as the oak:
The sceptre, learning, physic, must
All follow this, and come to dust
The sceptre, learning, physic, must
All follow this, and come to dust
And come to dust
Fear no more the lightning-flash
Nor the all-dread thunder-stone;
Fear not slander, censure rash;
Thou hast finished joy and moan;
All lovers young, all lovers must
Consign to thee, and come to dust
No exorciser harm thee!
Nor no witchcraft charm thee!
Ghost unlaid forbear thee!
Nothing ill come near thee!
Quiet consummation have;
And renowned be thy grave!