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WELCOME TO JENNY LIND.
When Genius strikes her loftiest note,
O, wide is its vibration, Jenny!
It sounds through lands the most remote,
Where worth wakes admiration, Jenny;
O, wide is its vibration, Jenny!
It sounds through lands the most remote,
Where worth wakes admiration, Jenny;
An universal meed its claim,
Its province earth's wide limit, Jenny;
Its glory spreadeth like a flame,
And Death alone may dim it, Jenny.
Its province earth's wide limit, Jenny;
Its glory spreadeth like a flame,
And Death alone may dim it, Jenny.
Thy praise hath swept across the sea,
Our hearts are won already, Jenny;
All heads, elate to think on thee,
Are far from being steady, Jenny.
Our hearts are won already, Jenny;
All heads, elate to think on thee,
Are far from being steady, Jenny.
From east, and west, and south, and north,
We hear the same note rising, Jenny,
Heralding thy rare virtues forth,
And loveliness surprising, Jenny.
We hear the same note rising, Jenny,
Heralding thy rare virtues forth,
And loveliness surprising, Jenny.
All breezes waft the theme along,
In every clime it 's sounded, Jenny;
For all men fealty pay to song,
In lands, “however bounded,” Jenny.
In every clime it 's sounded, Jenny;
For all men fealty pay to song,
In lands, “however bounded,” Jenny.
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We prize thee for thy merits bright,
Thy heart's warm flow of pity, Jenny;
Ten thousand tongues, with wild delight,
Cry welcome to our city, Jenny.
Thy heart's warm flow of pity, Jenny;
Ten thousand tongues, with wild delight,
Cry welcome to our city, Jenny.
We greet thee with a cordial cheer,
And bless thy smile so winning, Jenny;
Each heart beats glad that thou art here,
And each man's head's a spinning, Jenny!
And bless thy smile so winning, Jenny;
Each heart beats glad that thou art here,
And each man's head's a spinning, Jenny!
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