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Become the Lsapusise of ak harmony.: Shaks. 
But the Gia of all, are those sounds full of feeling, 
That soft from the lute of some lover are stealing— 
Some lover, who knows all the So power 
Of a lute, and a sigh, in the magical hour. ... Moore 
‘t And yonder lattice, _— thick vine-leaves 
iden leans—she has caught 
Amid those trees, and with her hair flung back, 
She listens to his song—‘ The song she loved.’”’ 
With rapt ear drink th’ awed serenade, 
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And bless the youth that ee i Gitabers fly. 
Rogers. 
INDIFFERENCE. 
ng light as ours, was never meant to las 
sa moment’s phantasy, and as such it hath past. 
* * * # * 
But yet the spell was pleasant, tho’ it be broken now, 
Like shaking down loose blossoms from off the careless 
bough, 
asa ends came to fruit, and their sweet lives, soon 
Bik we clive. an hour beneath them, we never dream’d 
of m D Pee? Rad 
'T was of youth’s fairy follies, by gan no erat is cast, 
One of its airy vanities, and like them it hath p 
Then a one good-night to thee, Acai a fair soak night 
the while, 
I sive. no parting sigh to give—so take my tions 
smile ! Same 
I WOUND TO HEAL. 
Now show the wound mine eyes have made in thee. 
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I will not cast away my physic, 
But on those that are sick 
ANSWER. 
If ever (as that ever may be near) 
You meet in some fresh cheek ee seb fancy, 
Then shall you know - wounds invis' 
That love’s keen arrow 
Wise men ne’er wail their present woes, 
But presently prevent the way to wail 
I dare for once prescribe for your disease. . 
