Lo here the gentle Lark weary of rest
From his moist cabinet mounts upon high;
And wakes the morning from whose silver breast
The Sun ariseth in true majesty!
The Sun ariseth in true majesty.
Lo here the gentle Lark weary of rest
From his moist cabinet mounts upon high;
Lo here the gentle Lark
Lo here the gentle Lark
Weary weary of rest weary of rest mounts on high
Mounts on high mounts on high
Lo here the gentle Lark
Lo here the gentle Lark
Weary weary of rest weary of rest mounts on high
Mounts on high, mounts, mounts on high.

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