You spotted snakes, with double tongue, Newts, and blindworms, do not wrong; CHORUS. Philomel, with melody, Sing in our sweet lullaby; Lulla, lulla, lullaby; lulla, lulla, lullaby: Never harm, nor spell nor charm, So, good night, with lullaby. II. Weaving spiders, come not here; Hence, you long-legged spinners, hence; Beetles black, approach not near: Worm, nor snail, do no offence. CHORUS. Philomel, with melody, Sing in our sweet lullaby; Lulla, lulla, lullaby; lulla, lulla, lullaby: Never harm, nor spell, nor charm, Come our lovely lady nigh; So, good night, with lullaby. FEAR NO MORE THE HEAT O' TH' SUN. EAR no more the heat o' th' sun, FE Nor the furious winter's rages: Thou thy worldly task hast done, Home art gone, and ta'en thy wages: Fear no more the frown o' th' great, To thee the reed is as the oak: |