Queen Berengaria's Courtesy, and Other Poems By the Lady E. Stuart Wortley. In Three Vols |
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REMEMBERED MUSIC. |
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REMEMBERED MUSIC.
Oh thou beloved, remembered strain,
Sweep o'er my rapt sense yet again—
And soothe away my wearying care,
Or steal my soul from its despair!
Sweep o'er my rapt sense yet again—
And soothe away my wearying care,
Or steal my soul from its despair!
Soften those sorrows—that torment
The mind beneath their dull weight bent,
Or teach me, teach me to forget
Awhile the source of my regret!
The mind beneath their dull weight bent,
Or teach me, teach me to forget
Awhile the source of my regret!
Snatch my racked thoughts that weary are
To pleasant places fair and far—
Win them away from their distress—
To hover round sweet Happiness!
To pleasant places fair and far—
Win them away from their distress—
To hover round sweet Happiness!
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From their distress to take such flight
Shall of itself be deep delight—
From suffering thus to be set free
'Twere of itself—felicity!
Shall of itself be deep delight—
From suffering thus to be set free
'Twere of itself—felicity!
Oh! thou belov'd, remembered strain,
Breathe o'er my deepest soul again—
Soothe, soothe away its wasting care,
Or steal that soul from its despair!
Breathe o'er my deepest soul again—
Soothe, soothe away its wasting care,
Or steal that soul from its despair!
Sweet strain—those woes thou canst not cure
Thou yet canst aid me to endure—
Thou canst not these remove, I know,
But lift my soul above its woe—
Thou yet canst aid me to endure—
Thou canst not these remove, I know,
But lift my soul above its woe—
Lift it, its deathless woe above;
Steep it in music and in love—
In love? alas!—sweet treacherous strain,
Thou canst but bring me sevenfold pain!
Steep it in music and in love—
In love? alas!—sweet treacherous strain,
Thou canst but bring me sevenfold pain!
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