Miserere Domine!
Hark, the cadence dies away
On the quiet moonlight sea:
The boatmen rest their oars; and say,
Miserere Domine!
Samuel Taylor Coleridge
THE WANDERING SPECTRE
Wae's me, wae's me,
The acorn's not yet
Miserere Domine!
Hark, the cadence dies away
On the quiet moonlight sea:
The boatmen rest their oars; and say,
Miserere Domine!
Samuel Taylor Coleridge
Wae's me, wae's me,
The acorn's not yet