“Fear no more the heat of the sun” by W.Shakespeare

May 31st, 2016

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Reading: Dana Andreea Nigrim


Music from : 
The Beggar's Opera: Original Songs & Airs - Patrizia Kwella / Paul Elliott / The Broadside Band / Jeremy Barlow

Fear no more the heat o’ the sun, 
Nor the furious winter’s rages; 
Thou thy worldly task hast done, 
Home art gone, and ta’en thy wages; 
Golden lads and girls all must,

As chimney-sweepers, come to dust. 
Fear no more the frown o’ the great, 
Thou art past the tyrant’s stroke; 
Care no more to clothe and eat; 
To thee the reed is as the oak:

The sceptre, learning, physic, must 
All follow this, and come to dust. 
Fear no more the lightning-flash, 
Nor the all-dreaded thunder-stone; 
Fear not slander, censure rash; 
Thou hast finish’d joy and moan: 
All lovers young, all lovers must 
Consign to thee, and come to dust. 
No exorciser harm thee! 
Nor no witchcraft charm thee!

Ghost unlaid forbear thee! 
Nothing ill come near thee! 
Quiet consummation have; 
And renownèd be thy grave!