SINGER: Theatre Of Tragedy

SONG:Aoede

Parch'd of words, parch'd of lauds,
lorn and tyned fro my wame -
'seech i more perforce indeed:
lap i of thee: thou art want.
With dulcet gust thine floret,
which i yet would not do -
pray i thee for thine avail -
lave me in it; i want more!
For my loe, not be adust.
Come see as the wind: chant -
i let thee come in -
come see as the wind, aoede.
As of lote - upon thee dote,
lowing 'tis, true forsooth,
tisn't a tongue, nay merely mote,
thou art grandly mae than couth':
eft and e'er doth it eke -
i am what i do behold.
For my loe, not be adust.
Come see as the wind: chant -
i let thee come in -
come see as the wind, aoede.