There Be None of Beauty’s Daughters Lyrics by Roger Quilter
There be none of Beauty’s daughters
With a magic like thee;
And like music on the waters
When, as if its sound were causing
The charmèd ocean’s pausing
The waves lie still and gleaming
And the midnight moon is weaving
Her bright chain o’er the deep;
Whose breast is gently heaving
So the spirit bows before thee
To listen and adore thee;
With a full but soft emotion
Like the swell of Summer’s ocеan
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Roger Quilter Lyrics – There Be None of Beauty’s Daughters