Thee to Scorn Songtext
von Morar

Who help′d me
Against the Titans' insolence?
Who rescued me
From certain death from slavery?

I honour thee! and why?
Hast thou e′er lighten'd the sorrows
Of the heavy laden?
Hast thou e'er dried up the tears?

Cover thy spacious heavens
With clouds of mist


Here sit I, forming mortals
After my image
A race resembling me
To suffer, to weep
To enjoy, to be glad
And thee to scorn
As I!

Who help′d me
Against the Titans′ insolence?
Who rescued me
From certain death from slavery?

By Time And by eternal Fate
Masters of me and thee?

Here sit I, forming mortals
After my image
A race resembling me
To suffer, to weep

And thee to scorn
As I!

As I!