Historic Sheet Music Collection
Document Type
Score
Publication Date
1825
Lyrics
Tho' 'tis all but a dream at the best,
And still when happiest soonest o'er;
Yet ev'n in a dream to be blest
Is so sweet, that I ask for no more
The bosom that opes with earliest hopes,
The soonest finds those hopes untrue,
As flowers that first in spring time burst
The earliest wither too!
Aye, 'tis all but a dream at the best,
And still when happiest soonest o'er;
Yet ev'n in a dream to beblest
Is so sweet, that I ask for no more.
By friendship we oft are deciev'd,
And find the love we clung too, past
Yet friendship will still be believd
And love trusted on to the last
The web in the leaves the spider weaves
Is like the charm Hope hangs o'er men,
Tho' often she sees it broke by the breeze,
She spins the bright tissue again,
Aye, 'tis all but &c.
Recommended Citation
Bishop, Henry Rowley, "Tho' 'Tis All but a Dream" (1825). Historic Sheet Music Collection. 920.
https://digitalcommons.conncoll.edu/sheetmusic/920
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Comments
Tho' 'tis all but a dream, a French air
from Moore's national melodies
arranged by Henry R. Bishop.
Philadelphia: published by John G. Klemm.
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