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SONGS FOR MUSIC.
Slowly, sadly, heavy change is falling
O'er the sweetness of the voice within;
Yet its tones, on restless manhood calling,
Urge the hunter still to chase, to win:
Come away!
Come away!—the heart, at last forsaken,
Smile by smile, hath prov'd each hope untrue;
Yet a breath can still those words awaken,
Tho' to other shores far hence they woo:
Come away!
In the light leaves, in the reed's faint sighing,
In the low sweet sounds of early spring,
Still their music wanders—till the dying
Hears them pass, as on a spirit's wing:
Come away!
