Ian Krouse – Weary With Toil Lyrics
Artist: Ian Krouse
Song: Weary With Toil
Weary with toil, I haste me to my bed
The dear repose for limbs with travel tir’d;
But then begins a journey in my head
For then my thoughts (from far where I abide)
Intend a zealous pilgrimage to thee
And keep my drooping eyelids open wide
Save that my soul’s imaginary sight
Presents thy shadow to my sightless view
Which, like a jewel hung in ghastly night
Makes black night beauteous, and her old face new
Lo, thus, by day my limbs, by night my mind
For thee, and for myself, no quiet find
Find more lyrics at https://dcslyrics.com
Disclosure: As an Amazon Associate and an Apple Partner, we earn from qualifying purchases
Min Chae – I fall in love too easily
Rivals – Dangerous
Ian Krouse Lyrics – Weary With Toil
Please support our site by sharing it.
And please follow our site to get the latest lyrics for all your favourite songs.
Release Year: 2020