Luyện nghe bài hát Weary With Toil

'Tis love which makes the forget
'Tis which makes the elephant forget
Weary with toil, my seeks sweet repose
Yet far from home, no is there to find
My mind at end resumes command
To cast doubt (one might suppose)
Our zealous fo sorts unkown
states of enduring discontent
Lead my and soul to mortal clatter
Lo thus, my ascends the royal throne
And like the woh borrows not, but takes
The lover who invokes a jealous
With vulgar spoke venomous in tone
Creates a air, which ultimately quakes
Forgive me not for roguish ways
Not for language from a brutal tongue
love which makes the elephant forget
So am I, myself, love shan't acquit