Cymbeline
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Lyrics
Fear no more the heat o' the sun Nor the furious winters' rages Thou thy worldly task hast done Home art gone, and ta'en thy wages Golden lads and girls all must Chimney-sweepers, come to dust The sceptre, learning, physic, must All follow this and come to dust Fear no more the frown o' the great Thou art past the tyrant's stroke Care no more to clothe and to eat To thee the reed, the reed is as the oak The sceptre, learning, physic, must All follow this and come to dust All lovers young, all lovers must Consign to thee and come to dust
Audio Features
Song Details
- Duration
- 05:04
- Key
- 2
- Tempo
- 108 BPM