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POEMS.
A breathing all divine
At some old master's shrine,
To linger lovingly within my breast.
At some old master's shrine,
To linger lovingly within my breast.
Sing me to realms away,
Where sunlight crowns the day,
And prints a kiss upon the mountain's height!
Waft me where Alpine snows
Glitter 'mid roseate glows,
To leave a radiance ever pure and bright!
Where sunlight crowns the day,
And prints a kiss upon the mountain's height!
Waft me where Alpine snows
Glitter 'mid roseate glows,
To leave a radiance ever pure and bright!
Take me where valleys green
Bask in a silver sheen,
And morning wakes in bud and blossom gay,
Where knots of happy flowers
Perfume the fleeting hours,
To sleep with folded heads at close of day.
Bask in a silver sheen,
And morning wakes in bud and blossom gay,
Where knots of happy flowers
Perfume the fleeting hours,
To sleep with folded heads at close of day.
Then on where billows roar,
And dash along the shore,
In foaming curdles and in thund'rous might,
Where ocean weeps and raves,
In rough and rolling waves,
That fill one with a vague and fierce delight.
And dash along the shore,
In foaming curdles and in thund'rous might,
Where ocean weeps and raves,
In rough and rolling waves,
That fill one with a vague and fierce delight.
O music, thine the power
To quell a restless hour,
Oh! what upon this earth so wond'rous sweet
Greatest of things that be,
To last eternally,
I bow me down before thy charméd feet.
To quell a restless hour,
Oh! what upon this earth so wond'rous sweet
Greatest of things that be,
To last eternally,
I bow me down before thy charméd feet.
