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TO VESPER.
Thou! who behold'st with dewy eye
The sleeping leaves and folded flowers,
And hear'st the night-wind lingering sigh
Thro' shadowy woods and twilight bowers;
Thou wast the signal once that seem'd to say,
Hillario's beating heart reproved my long delay.
The sleeping leaves and folded flowers,
And hear'st the night-wind lingering sigh
Thro' shadowy woods and twilight bowers;
Thou wast the signal once that seem'd to say,
Hillario's beating heart reproved my long delay.
I see thy emerald lustre stream
O'er these rude cliffs and cavern'd shore;
But here, orisons to thy beam
The woodland chantress pours no more;
Nor I, as once, thy lamp propitious hail,
Seen indistinct thro' tears; confus'd, and dim, and pale.
O'er these rude cliffs and cavern'd shore;
But here, orisons to thy beam
The woodland chantress pours no more;
Nor I, as once, thy lamp propitious hail,
Seen indistinct thro' tears; confus'd, and dim, and pale.
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Soon shall thy arrowy radiance shine
On the broad ocean's restless wave,
Where this poor cold swoln form of mine
Shall shelter in its billowy grave,
Safe from the scorn the World's sad outcasts prove,
Unconscious of the pain of ill-requited Love.
On the broad ocean's restless wave,
Where this poor cold swoln form of mine
Shall shelter in its billowy grave,
Safe from the scorn the World's sad outcasts prove,
Unconscious of the pain of ill-requited Love.
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