TO ——— ———.
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Thy magic fetter from my soul; unbind
My wing and leave me free, as I have been,
To wander with the birds, the waves, the winds,
The clouds, the stars, where'er I list, o'er earth
And through the blue and boundless cope of Heaven.
My wing and leave me free, as I have been,
To wander with the birds, the waves, the winds,
The clouds, the stars, where'er I list, o'er earth
And through the blue and boundless cope of Heaven.
Louisville, Ky, January 6, 1852.
