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The Queen Of France's Lamentation, Before Her Execution.
THE QUEEN OF FRANCE ' s LAMENTATION , BEFORE HER EXECUTION .
WRITTEN BY DR . MILLER , Master of St . George ' s Lodge of Freemasons' , Doncaster . A RECITATIVE . H me \ what dismal Sound strikes thro' my trembling frame , flark ! I ' in summon'd hence , that doleful Knell calls me to Death , i come . - - - ' I come .. . I come .
AIR . O , murder'd King , from yon bright Sky Look down , and see my wretched state ; No Friend to help , no Husband nigh , Expos'd , expos'd to savage Tygers hate . To God , 1 cry in deep despair O deign , O deign , Omnipotent to hear A help less Queen a help less Queen
Can princely birth , or beauty ' s charm , Avail me in this awful hour ; Can Pity ' s cry the Wolf disarm , Who holds the Victim in his power . O , God , who hear ' st my mournful cries , Give , me that help , which Man denies A wretched Queen .
My bleeding heart sweet Babes farewell , All earthly joys , I now resign , May Angels guard your gloomy Cell , And blast the murd ' rers dark design . To God I cry in deep despair , O deign , Omnipotent , to hear
A help less Qiieen . My Knell is rung 1 come , I come , Life ' s last , distressful scene to prove ; Though ruffians drag me to my doom Angel ' s shall waft me to my Love : F ' or God will hear my mournful cries And give that peace , which Man denies A help less Queen .
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The Queen Of France's Lamentation, Before Her Execution.
THE QUEEN OF FRANCE ' s LAMENTATION , BEFORE HER EXECUTION .
WRITTEN BY DR . MILLER , Master of St . George ' s Lodge of Freemasons' , Doncaster . A RECITATIVE . H me \ what dismal Sound strikes thro' my trembling frame , flark ! I ' in summon'd hence , that doleful Knell calls me to Death , i come . - - - ' I come .. . I come .
AIR . O , murder'd King , from yon bright Sky Look down , and see my wretched state ; No Friend to help , no Husband nigh , Expos'd , expos'd to savage Tygers hate . To God , 1 cry in deep despair O deign , O deign , Omnipotent to hear A help less Queen a help less Queen
Can princely birth , or beauty ' s charm , Avail me in this awful hour ; Can Pity ' s cry the Wolf disarm , Who holds the Victim in his power . O , God , who hear ' st my mournful cries , Give , me that help , which Man denies A wretched Queen .
My bleeding heart sweet Babes farewell , All earthly joys , I now resign , May Angels guard your gloomy Cell , And blast the murd ' rers dark design . To God I cry in deep despair , O deign , Omnipotent , to hear
A help less Qiieen . My Knell is rung 1 come , I come , Life ' s last , distressful scene to prove ; Though ruffians drag me to my doom Angel ' s shall waft me to my Love : F ' or God will hear my mournful cries And give that peace , which Man denies A help less Queen .