The Death-Wake or Lunacy, A Necromaunt. In Three Chimeras. By Thomas Tod Stoddart |
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TO THE HARP.
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Jewel! that lay before the heartOf some romantic boy,
And startled music in her home,
Of mystery and joy!
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The image of his love was there;And, with her golden wings,
She swept their tone of sorrow from
Thy melancholy strings!
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III
We drew thee, as an orphan one,From waters that had cast
No music round thee, as they went
In their pale beauty past.
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No music but the changeless sigh—That murmur of their own,
That loves not blending in the thrill
Of thine aerial tone.
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The girl that slumbers at our sideWill dream how they are bent,
That love her even as they love
Thy blessed instrument.
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And music, like a flood, will breakUpon the fairy throne
Of her pure heart, all glowing, like
A morning star, alone!
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Alone, but for the song of himThat waketh by her side,
And strikes thy chords of silver to
His fair and sea-borne bride.
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Jewel! that hung before the heartOf some romantic boy;
Like him, I sweep thee with a storm
Of music and of joy!
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