 A Ghost That Loved A Lady Fair Ever In The Starry Night Of Midnight At Her Pillow Stood, And With A Sweetness Skies Above The Loring Words Of Human Love Her Soul The Phantom Wood. Sweet and sweet is their poisoned note, The little snakes of silver throat, In mossy skulls that nest and lie, Ever singing, die, oh die. Young soul put off your flesh and come, With me into this quiet tomb. Our bed is lovely, dark and sweet, The earth will swing us as she goes, Beneath our cover lid of snows, And the warm laden sheet. Dear and dear is their poisoned note, The little snakes of silver throat, In mossy skulls that nest and lie, Ever singing, die, oh die. The Phantom Wooer By Thomas Lovell Beddows Read for Librirox.org by Corrie Samuel In England 2007 A Ghost That Loved A Lady Fair Ever In The Starry Air Of Midnight At Her Pillow Stood, And With A Sweetness Skies Above The Luring Words Of Human Love Her Soul The Phantom Wood. Sweet and sweet is their poisoned note, The little snakes of silver throat, In mossy skulls that nest and lie, Ever singing, die, oh die. Young soul put off your flesh and come, With me into the quiet tomb. Our bed is lovely, dark and sweet, The earth will swing us as she goes, Beneath our cover lid of snows, And the warm laden sheet. Dear and dear is their poisoned note, The little snakes of silver throat, In mossy skulls that nest and lie, Ever singing, die, oh die. End of poem This recording is in a public domain. The Phantom Wooer By Thomas Lovell Beddows Read for Librirox.org by David Grimes A Ghost That Loved A Lady Fair Ever In The Starry Air Of Midnight At Her Pillow Stood, And With A Sweetness Skies Above The Luring Words Of Human Love Her Soul The Phantom Wood. Sweet and sweet is their poisoned note, The little snakes of silver throat, In mossy skulls that nest and lie, Ever singing, die, oh die. Young soul put off your flesh And come with me into the quiet tomb. Our bed is lovely, dark and sweet, The earth will swing us as she goes, Beneath our cover lid of snows And warm the laden sheet. Dear and dear is their poisoned note, The little snakes of silver throat, In mossy skulls that nest and lie, Ever singing, die, oh die. End of poem This recording is in a public domain. The Phantom Wooer By Thomas Lovell Beddows Read for Librirox.org by Daniel Flores A Ghost That Loved A Lady Fair Ever In The Starry Air Of Midnight At Her Pillow Stood, And With A Sweetness Skies Above The Luring Words Of Human Love Her Soul The Phantom Wood. Sweet and sweet is their poisoned note, The little snakes of silver throat, In mossy skulls that nest and lie, Ever singing, die, oh die. Young soul put off your flesh And come with me into the quiet tomb. Our bed is lovely, dark and sweet, The earth will swing us as she goes, Beneath our cover lid of snows And the warm laden sheet. Dear and dear is their poisoned note, The little snakes of silver throat, In mossy skulls that nest and lie, Ever singing, die, oh die. End of poem This recording is in a public domain. The Phantom Wooer By Thomas Lovell Beddows Read for Librirox.org by Beth Peat At Reading, UK A Ghost That Loved A Lady Fair Ever In The Starry Air Of Midnight At Her Pillow Stood, And With A Sweetness Skies Above The Luring Words Of Human Love Her Soul The Phantom Wood. Sweet and sweet is their poisoned note, The little snakes of silver throat, In mossy skulls that nest and lie, Ever singing, die, oh die. Young soul put off your flesh And come with me to the quiet tomb. Our bed is lovely, dark and sweet, The earth will swing us as she goes, Beneath our cover lid of snows And warm laden sheet. Dear and dear is their poisoned note, The little snakes of silver throat, In mossy skulls that nest and lie, Ever singing, die, oh die. End of poem This recording is in a public domain. The Phantom Wooer By Thomas Lovell Beddows Read for Librirox.org by Iswa A Ghost That Loved A Lady Fair Ever In The Starry Air Of Midnight At Her Pillow Stood, And With A Sweetness Skies Above The Luring Words Of Human Love Her Soul The Phantom Wood. Sweet and sweet is their poisoned note, The little snakes of silver throat, In mossy skulls that nest and lie, Ever singing, young soul put off your flesh And come with me into the quiet tomb. Our bed is lovely, dark and sweet, The earth will swing us as she goes, Beneath our cover lid of snows And the warm laden sheet. Dear and dear is their poisoned note, The little snakes of silver throat, In mossy skulls that nest and lie, Ever singing, end of poem This recording is in a public domain. The Phantom Wooer By Thomas Lovell Beddows Read for Librirox.org by Justin Brett A Ghost That Loved A Lady Fair Ever In The Starry Air Of Midnight At Her Pillow Stood, And With A Sweetness Skies Above The Luring Words Of Human Love Her Soul The Phantom Wood. Sweet and sweet is their poisoned note, The little snakes of silver throat, In mossy skulls that nest and lie, Ever singing, die, oh die. Young soul put off your flesh And come with me into the quiet tomb. Our bed is lovely, dark and sweet, The earth will swing us as she goes, Beneath our cover lid of snows And the warm laden sheet. Dear and dear is their poisoned note, The little snakes of silver throat, In mossy skulls that nest and lie, Ever singing, die, oh die. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. The Phantom Wooer By Thomas Lovell Beddows Read for Librirox.org by Kristen Hughes A Ghost That Loved A Lady Fair Ever In The Starry Air Of Midnight At Her Pillow Stood, And With A Sweetness Skies Above The Luring Words Of Human Love Her Soul The Phantom Wood. Sweet and sweet is their poisoned note, The little snakes of silver throat, In mossy skulls that nest and lie, Ever singing, die, oh die. Young soul put off your flesh And come with me into the quiet tomb. Our bed is lovely, dark and sweet, The earth will swing us as she goes, Beneath our cover lid of snows And the warm laden sheet. Dear and dear is their poisoned note, The little snakes of silver throat, In mossy skulls that nest and lie, Ever singing, die, oh die. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. The Phantom Wooer By Thomas Lovell Beddows Read for Librirox.org by Mary Banergy A Ghost That Loved A Lady Fair Ever In The Starry Air Of Midnight At Her Pillow Stood, And With A Sweetness Skies Above And Luring Words Of Human Love Her Soul The Phantom Wood. Sweet and sweet is their poisoned note, The little snakes of silver throat, In mossy skulls that nest and lie, Ever singing, die, oh die. Young soul put off your flesh And come with me into the quiet tomb. Our bed is lovely, dark and sweet, The earth will swing us as she goes, Beneath our cover lid of snows And the warm laden sheet. Dear and dear is their poisoned note, The little snakes of silver throat, In mossy skulls that nest and lie, Ever singing, die, oh die. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. The Phantom Wooer By Thomas Lovell Beddows Read for Librirox.org by Mark Smith A Ghost That Loved A Lady Fair Ever In The Starry Air Of Midnight At Her Pillow Stood, And With A Sweetness Skies Above The Luring Words Of Human Love Her Soul The Phantom Wood. Sweet and sweet is their poisoned note, The little snakes of silver throat, In mossy skulls that nest and lie, Ever singing, die, oh die. Young soul put off your flesh And come with me into the quiet tomb. Our bed is lovely, dark and sweet, The earth will swing us as she goes, Beneath our cover lid of snows And the warm laden sheet. Dear and dear is their poisoned note, The little snakes of silver throat, In mossy skulls that nest and lie, Ever singing, die, oh die. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. The Phantom Wooer By Thomas Lovell Beddows Read for Librirox.org by Peter Bobby A Ghost That Loved A Lady Fair Ever In The Starry Air Of Midnight At Her Pillow Stood, And With A Sweetness Skies Above The Luring Words Of Human Love Her Soul The Phantom Wood. Sweet and sweet is their poisoned note, The little snakes of silver throat, In mossy skulls that nest and lie, Ever singing, die, oh die. Young soul put off your flesh And come with me into the quiet tomb. Our bed is lovely, dark and sweet, The earth will swing us as she goes, Beneath our cover lid of snows And the warm laden sheet. Dear and dear is their poisoned note, The little snakes of silver throat, In mossy skulls that nest and lie, Ever singing, die, oh die. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. The Phantom Wooer By Thomas Lovell Beddows For Librirox.org Narrated by Sean McKinley A Ghost That Loved A Lady Fair Ever In The Starry Air Of Midnight At Her Pillow Stood And With A Sweetness Skies Above The Luring Words Of Human Love Her Soul The Phantom Wood Sweet and sweet is their poisoned note, The little snakes of silver throat, In mossy skulls that nest and lie, Ever singing, die, oh die. Young soul put off your flesh And come with me into the quiet tomb. Our bed is lovely, dark and sweet, The earth will swing us as she goes, Beneath our cover lid of snows And the warm laden sheet. Dear and dear is their poisoned note, The little snakes of silver throat. In mossy skulls that nest and lie, Ever singing, die, oh die. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. The Phantom Wooer By Thomas Lovell Beddows Read for Librirox.org Recording by Val Grimm A Ghost That Loved A Lady Fair Ever In The Starry Air Of Midnight At Her Pillow Stood And With A Sweetness Skies Above The Luring Words Of Human Love Her Soul The Phantom Wood Sweet and sweet is their poisoned note, The little snakes of silver throat, In mossy skulls that nest and lie, Ever singing, die, oh die. Young soul put off your flesh And come with me into the quiet tomb. Our bed is lovely, dark and sweet, The earth will swing us as she goes, Beneath our cover lid of snows And the warm laden sheet. Dear and dear is their poisoned note, The little snakes of silver throat, In mossy skulls that nest and lie, Ever singing, die, oh die.