The early poems of John Clare 1804-1822: General editor Eric Robinson: Edited by Eric Robinson and David Powell: Associate editor Margaret Grainger |
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AFTER HEARING A LADY PLAY THE MUSICAL GLASSES
O yond expression delicatly fineBeneath her slender fingers swept the sound
Of witching music heavenly divine
Soothing & soft upon the sense it wound
Joind wi the sirens music as it where
As her sweet voice did mingle on the ear
Ah who but knows what womans voice can do
To every soul such melody is dear
Angelic harmony & beauty too
Our very souls melt in the sounds they hear
Its breaks—its pauses—o most witching sweet
Enrapturd memory still each air retains
& as the mind the sirens songs repeat
Creates sensations sweeter then her strains
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