Last Ride by RUN raven

LAST RIDE

Music: RUN
(poem BY ALFRED, LORD TENNYSON)



Splendour falls on castle walls

Snowy summits old in story

Long lights across the lakes,

And the wild river leaps in glory.

Blow, horn, blow, set the wild echoes flying,

Blow, answer, echoes, dying



O hark, how thin and clear,

And thinner, clearer, farther going!

O sweet and far from cliff and scar

Horns of Elfland faintly blowing!

Blow, let us hear the purple glens replying

Blow, answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying



Love, they die in yon rich sky,

They faint on hill or field or river:

Our echoes roll’n roll from soul to soul,

For ever and for ever.

Blow, horn blow, set the wild echoes flying,

Blow, answer, echoes, dying

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