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Juliana Hall - O Mistress Mine | Lyrics
O mistress mine, where are you roaming? O stay and hear, your true love's coming That can sing both high and low Trip no further, pretty sweeting; Journeys end in
Juliana Hall - Who Is Silvia? | Lyrics
Who is Silvia? what is she? That all our Swaines commend her? Holy, faire, and wise is she The heavens such grace did lend her That she might admired be Is she kinde as
Juliana Hall - Roosters | Lyrics
At four o’clock In the gun-metal blue dark We hear the first crow of the first cock Just below The gun-metal blue window And immediately there is an echo Off
Juliana Hall - Follies | Lyrics
Shaken The blossoms of lilac And shattered The atoms of purple Green dip the leaves Darker the bark Longer the shadows Sheer lines of poplar Shimmer with
Juliana Hall - Pearl Fog | Lyrics
Pen the door now Go roll up the collar of your coat To walk in the changing scarf of mist Tell your sins here to the pearl fog And know for once a deepening night
Juliana Hall - O my blacke Soule | Lyrics
Oh my blacke Soule! now thou art summoned By sicknesse, death's herald, and champion; Thou art like a pilgrim, which abroad hath done Treason, and durst not turne to whence hee is
Juliana Hall - Batter My Heart | Lyrics
Batter my heart, three person'd God; for you As yet but knocke, breathe, shine, and seeke to mend; That I may rise, and stand, o'erthrow me, and bend Your force, to breake,
Juliana Hall - Oh might those sighes and teares | Lyrics
Oh might those sighes and teares return againe Into my breast and eyes, which I have spent That I might in this holy discontent Mourne with some fruit, as I have mourn'd in
Juliana Hall - Oh, to Vex Me | Lyrics
Oh, to vex me, contraryes meet in one: In constancy unnaturally hath begott A constant habit; that when I would not I change in vowes, and in devotione As humorous is my
Juliana Hall - What If This Present | Lyrics
What if this present were the world's last night? Marke in my heart, O Soule, where thou dost dwell The picture of Christ crucified, and tell Whether that countenance can thee
