O'er all the hill-topsA. Coleridge-TaylorO'er all the hill-topsIs quiet now,In all the tree-topsHearest thouHardly a breath;The birds are asleep in the trees:Wait; soon like theseThou too shalt rest.
← LibraryA. Coleridge-Taylor · songO'er all the hill-topslyrics: Henry Wadsworth Longfellow after Johann Wolfgang von GoetheAudio diction — free with sign-inTTS in 14 languages, loop passages, slow down lines.Sign in with GoogleSongO'er all the hill-topslyrics: Henry Wadsworth Longfellow after Johann Wolfgang von GoetheO'erˈɜːallˈɔːltheðəhill-topsIsˈɪzquietkwˈaɪətnownˈaʊ,Inˈɪnallˈɔːltheðətree-topsHearestthouðaʊHardlyhˈɑːdliaeɪ̯breathbɹˈɛθ;Theðəbirdsbˈɜːdzareə(ɹ)asleepɐslˈiːpinˈɪntheðətreestɹˈiːz:Waitwˈeɪt;soonsˈuːnlikelˈaɪktheseðˈiːzThouðaʊtootˈuːshaltʃˈæltrestɹˈɛst.