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[V. O, how softly sweet the song is flowing]
O, how softly sweet the song is flowing,
Softly flowing through the mellow air,
Kind refreshment on my heart bestowing,
Waking thoughts that long had slumbered there!
Softly flowing through the mellow air,
Kind refreshment on my heart bestowing,
Waking thoughts that long had slumbered there!
Then fond memory sweetly loves to bring me
Scenes that still forgotten long had lain;
Youth's emotions, bright and joyous, wing me
Lightly to the heaven of love again.
Scenes that still forgotten long had lain;
Youth's emotions, bright and joyous, wing me
Lightly to the heaven of love again.
And its earliest blossoms have not faded;—
Still they fill around the sunny air;
And with bower of heavenly rose is shaded
Still the spring of joy that bubbles there.
Still they fill around the sunny air;
And with bower of heavenly rose is shaded
Still the spring of joy that bubbles there.
O, when softly sweet the song is flowing,
Ever glides from me my spirit's chain!
Then I mount, with youth's first passion glowing,
Lightly to the heaven of love again.
Ever glides from me my spirit's chain!
Then I mount, with youth's first passion glowing,
Lightly to the heaven of love again.
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