to sybil.
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In transport look and listen when
Thy light caressing hands
Lure forth the harp's harmonious soul,
From all its silver bands;
Thy light caressing hands
Lure forth the harp's harmonious soul,
From all its silver bands;
Indulgent stoop his falcon-will
To let it fly with thine,
And smile in manly pride to see
His pet's soft plumage shine;
To let it fly with thine,
And smile in manly pride to see
His pet's soft plumage shine;
And yield to every gay caprice,
And grieve for every sigh,
And grant all airy hopes that play
On pleading lip or eye;
And grieve for every sigh,
And grant all airy hopes that play
On pleading lip or eye;
If this thy dream, enthusiast, be,
I can but idly pray,
Heaven shield thee in thy waking hour,
And keep it long away!
I can but idly pray,
Heaven shield thee in thy waking hour,
And keep it long away!
