A popular song from 1912 French lyrics by Fernand Gregh English lyrics by M. Louise Baum Music by Wm. Spencer Johnson
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The haunting voice of fond regret
That echoes thro’ the minuet
Sets me weeping
All tremulous the song I hear
The voice of vanish’d yesteryear
And of weeping
The spinet tone so shrill and frail
Like pattering of harvest hail
Melts and passes
A pale pastel that bloom’d erst-while
It comes to life to sigh and smile
And then passes
O pensive voice of secret tears
Of silent griefs, defying years
Shy and tender
Oh sighs upon the lips still-born
O sobbing nights that shun the morn
Proud and tender
Ye torture hearts that mindful be
With tunes of graceful mockery
Sweet and weary
O minuets that softly go
O sobs and laughter light and low
Kisses a weary
