Ian & Sylvia — Ill Bid My Heart Be Still

[Verse 1] I'll bid my heart be still And check each struggling sigh For there's none e'er shall know My soul's cherished woe When the first tears of sorrow are dry [Verse 2] They bid me cease to weep For glory gilds his name But 'tis therefore I mourn He never can return To enjoy the bright noon of his fame [Verse 3] While minstrels wake the lay For peace and freedom won Like my lost lover's knell The tone seemed to swell And I hear but his dirge alone [Verse 4] My cheek has lost its hue My eye grows faint and dim But far sweeter to fade In grief's gloomy shade Than to bloom for another than him [Verse 5] I'll bid my heart be still And check each struggling sigh For there's none e'er shall know My soul's cherished woe When the first tears of sorrow are dry