Oh, Dry the Glistening Tear - The Pirates Of Penzance

Oh dry that glistening tear that dews that martial cheek, thy loving children

hear in them thy comfort seek.

With sympathetic care their arms around thee creep.

For oh they can not bear to see their father weep.

Dear father, why leave your bed, at this untimely hour, when happy daylight is

dead and dark some dangers lowr.

See heaven has lit her lamp the midnight hour is past.

And chilly night air is damp.

The dew is falling fast!

Dear Father why leave your bed when happy daylight is dead.

Oh dry that glistening tear that dews that martial cheek, thy loving children

hear in them thy comfort seek.

With sympathetic care their arms around thee creep.

For oh they can not bear to see their father weep!