Angels Ever Bright And Fair
A gently joyful and bright organ piece by G.F. Handel. Picture by my friend on Death Row; poem by Tunerfish.
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Lyrics
An angel flew into a rose
Upon a morning bright,
And rested there, mid crimson silk -
The scene was a delight!
And those who passed by all admired
Her beauty, like a vision -
Until they saw the caterpillar -
They sneered, in cruel derision:
"Why does a pure angel like you
Touch that revolting thing?
And why tell it the things of Heaven,
And how the angels sing?"
The fair one quietly replied:
"It looks crude, sad and shy,
But I can see its lovely soul,
A glorious butterfly!
'Twill one day soar and dance on wings,
As now it only dreams.
Please give it gentle love and care;
Don't judge by what it seems."
Tunerfish
