Be not afeard The isle is full of noises Sounds and sweet airs that give delight and hurt not Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments Will hum about mine ears,and sometime voices That, if I then had waked after long sleep Will make me sleep again And then, in dreaming The clouds methought would open And show riches Ready to drop upon me That when I waked I cried to dream again
[00:15.85]Be not afeard [00:17.91]The isle is full of noises [00:22.16]Sounds and sweet airs that give delight and hurt not [00:28.70]Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments [00:33.22]Will hum about mine ears,and sometime voices [00:37.65]That, if I then had waked after long sleep [00:41.31]Will make me sleep again [00:45.11]And then, in dreaming [00:47.72]The clouds methought would open [00:49.91]And show riches [00:51.72]Ready to drop upon me [00:54.65]That when I waked [00:59.11]I cried to dream again
