Charles Hubert Hastings Parry - When comes my Gwen - текст песни (слова)

When comes my Gwen,
 More glorious then
 The sun in heaven appeareth;
 And summer's self
 To meet this elf
 A smile more radiant weareth.
 When comes my love,
 The moon above
 Shines bright and ever brighter;
 And all the black
 And sullen wrack
 Grows in a moment lighter.
 
 When comes my Queen,
 The treetops green
 Bow down to earth to greet her;
 And tempests high
 That rend the sky
 Disperse, ashamed to meet her.
 When comes my sweet
 Her love to greet,
 My cares and sorrows vanish;
 For on her face
 Rests heavenly grace,
 Which troubles all doth banish.
 When comes my dear,
 The darkness drear
 'Twixt God and me is riven;
 Her loving eyes
 Reveal the skies
 And point the way to heaven.