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I'll follow thy call , as a bird would flee , And sing or be mute as thou biddest me . What say'st thou , dear ? To my fond , fond fear ? Thou canst not banish thy love from thee ! Her heart was in the song ; It murmured in the measure ...
I'll follow thy call , as a bird would flee , And sing or be mute as thou biddest me . What say'st thou , dear ? To my fond , fond fear ? Thou canst not banish thy love from thee ! Her heart was in the song ; It murmured in the measure ...
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O , that I , instead , had wooed The humblest girl that laughs and sings ! From the dust thy beauty won me ; But , sweet Love ! -He hath undone me ! SING ! WHO MINGLES WITH MY LAYS ? SING ! Who mingles with my lays ?
O , that I , instead , had wooed The humblest girl that laughs and sings ! From the dust thy beauty won me ; But , sweet Love ! -He hath undone me ! SING ! WHO MINGLES WITH MY LAYS ? SING ! Who mingles with my lays ?
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SING Sing - Music was given , To brighten the gay , and kindle the loving ; Souls here , like planets in heaven , By harmony's laws alone are kept moving . Beauty may boast of her eyes and her cheeks , But Love from the lips his true ...
SING Sing - Music was given , To brighten the gay , and kindle the loving ; Souls here , like planets in heaven , By harmony's laws alone are kept moving . Beauty may boast of her eyes and her cheeks , But Love from the lips his true ...
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Bibliographic information
| Title | Mirror Library, Issues 1-31 |
| Editors | George Pope Morris, Nathaniel Parker Willis |
| Published | 1843 |
| Original from | Harvard University |
| Digitized | 2 Mar 2007 |
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