Angels Guard Thee - 19thC

James Pitt-Payne, London and Ian Cousins, Opera Australia - 30 Mar 2002

Beneath the quiv'ring leaves,
where shelter comes at last,
All sadness sinks to rest,
or glides into the past;
Her sweet eyes prison'd now
in their soft silken bars
O! my love, calm she sleeps
beneath the trembling stars
Ah! wake not yet from thy repose,
A fair dream spirit hovers near thee,
Weaving a web of gold and rose,
Through dreamland's happy isles
to bear thee!
Sleep love, it is not yet the dawn
Angels guard thee,
sweet love till morn!
Far from the noisy throng
by song birds lull'd to rest,
Where rock the branches high
by breezes soft caress'd;
Softly the days go on,
by sorrow all unharm'd
Thus may life be to thee
a sweet existence charm'd
Ah! wake not yet from thy repose,
A fair dream spirit hovers near thee.
Weaving a web of gold and rose
Through dreamland's happy isles
to bear thee.
Sleep, love, it is not yet the dawn,
Angels guard thee, sweet love, till morn!

Soft karaoke
Words
synth str 1 treble
synth str 1 bass
synth str 1 mid range
fr hrn
Lyric Line
pizz str
harp
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Angels Guard Thee 19thC
composed by Benjamin Godard
Lyric by I. J. Reilly
copyright 19C by Alan and Co. Pty. 276, Collins St., Melbourne
sequence by Dr. Pitt-Payne in London UK
and Ian Cousins, Opera Australia
completed Saturday 30 March 2002 at 07.20
in association with Doug Grierson
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