Charles Hubert Hastings Parry - If thou wouldst ease thine heart - текст песни (слова)

If thou wouldst east thine heart
 Of love and all its smart,
 Then sleep, dear! Sleep !
 And not a sorrow hang 
 any tear on thine eyelashes;
 Lie still and deep 
 sad soul, Until the seawave washes 
 The rim of the sun tomorrow
 In Eastern sky.
 
 But wouldst 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
 With tranced eye;
 And then alone, Amid the beaming
 Of Love's stars, thou'lt greet her
 in Eastern sky.