The Poetical Works of Thomas Moore Collected by Himself. In Ten Volumes |
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WHEN THROUGH THE PIAZZETTA.
When through the Piazzetta
Night breathes her cool air,
Then, dearest Ninetta,
I'll come to thee there.
Beneath thy mask shrouded,
I'll know thee afar,
As Love knows, though clouded,
His own Evening Star.
Night breathes her cool air,
Then, dearest Ninetta,
I'll come to thee there.
Beneath thy mask shrouded,
I'll know thee afar,
As Love knows, though clouded,
His own Evening Star.
In garb, then, resembling
Some gay gondolier,
I'll whisper thee, trembling,
“Our bark, love, is near:
“Now, now, while there hover
“Those clouds o'er the moon,
“'Twill waft thee safe over
“Yon silent Lagoon.”
Some gay gondolier,
I'll whisper thee, trembling,
“Our bark, love, is near:
“Now, now, while there hover
“Those clouds o'er the moon,
“'Twill waft thee safe over
“Yon silent Lagoon.”
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