TESTO DEL LIED

"If thou wilt ease thine heart"
di Thomas Lovell Beddoes (1803-1849)

If thou wilt ease thine heart
Of love and all its smart,
Then sleep, dear, sleep;
And not a sorrow
Hang any tear on your eyelashes;
Lie still and deep,
With folded eye;
Sad soul, until the seawave washes
The rim o' th' sun tomorrow,
In eastern sky.
But wilt thou cure thine heart
Of love and all its smart,
Then die, dear, die;
'Tis deeper, sweeter,
Than on a rose bank to lie dreaming
And then alone, amid the beaming
Of love's stars, thou'lt meet her
In eastern sky.