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And yet I love her till I die
Staff Notation • Secular, Art songs
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And yet I love her till I die by Charles Hubert Hastings Parry — Lyrics
There is a lady sweet and kind,
Was never face so pleased my mind;
I did but see her passing by,
And yet I love her till I die.
Her gesture, motion and her smiles,
Her wit, her voice, my heart beguiles;
Beguiles my heart, I know not why,
And yet I love her till I die.
Had I her fast betwixt mine arms,
Judge you that think such sports were harms,
Were't any harm? No, no, fie, fie!
For I will love her till I die.
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About And yet I love her till I die
This art song captures the fervent and unyielding devotion of a lover. The text paints a vivid picture of instant infatuation, describing a lady whose sweetness, kindness, and mere passing glance captivate the singer. Despite never having touched her, and even imagining a scenario of unrequited longing, the singer's commitment remains absolute: 'And yet I love her till I die.' The solo tenor voice is ideal for conveying this deeply personal and passionate declaration, making it a powerful expression of enduring affection.
