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Title
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Cease ye stormy winds
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Singer
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Moss, Anne Mrs.
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Song Lyrics
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Verse 1
Cease ye stormy winds to blow,
Cease ye murmuring streams to flow,
Hushed be every sounding noise
I think I hear my true love's voice.
Chorus
Here is the rock, the brook, the tree,
Hark, hark a voice! Don't you think it is he?
No, it is not he, and the night is coming on,
Where is my lovely wanderer gone?
Verse 2
Loud she calls to make him hear,
Tis she that calls - 'My love! My dear!
O where does he wander? O where does he stray?
I am afraid my true love has lost his way.'
Chorus
Verse 3
The moon behind the clouds is lost,
And every crag appears his ghost,
The lightning's gleam shall shine no more,
Hark, how the awful thunders roar!
Chorus
