in a change from my usual hymn settings 🙂 — here is a new tune for a famous old English lyric:
Over the mountains
And over the waves,
Under the fountains
And under the graves,
Under floods that are deepest,
Which Neptune obey
Over rocks which are the steepest,
Love will find out the way.You may esteem him
A child for his might,
Or you may deem him
A coward from his flight.
But if she, whom Love doth honor,
Be concealed from the day
Set a thousand guards upon her,
Love will find out the way.Some think to lose him
By having him confined
Some do suppose him,
Poor thing, to be blind;
But if ne’er so close ye wall him,
Do the best that you may,
Blind Love, if so ye call him,
Will find out his way.You may train the eagle
To stoop to your fist.
You may train in veigle
The Phoenix of the east.
The lioness, you may move her
To give o’er her prey;
But you’ll ne’er stop a lover;
He will find out his way.
I’m thinking the kind of folk/lullaby you get in a movie? very simple.