In Britain, after many a day,
The harpers learned this wondrous thing,
And made thereof this pleasant lay,
And named it for the harper-king.
And so of Orfeo I sing:
Good is the lay, and sweet the air;
Thus cometh mirth from sorrowing,—
God grant us all as well to fare.
The harpers learned this wondrous thing,
And made thereof this pleasant lay,
And named it for the harper-king.
And so of Orfeo I sing:
Good is the lay, and sweet the air;
Thus cometh mirth from sorrowing,—
God grant us all as well to fare.
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