If I could sing the song of her Who makes my heart to sing; If I could catch the words to match Its secret blossoming; My song should be a heaven of sound Thrilled through a single note,-- The world of light that`s infinite In one flower`s honey--throat! A fountain diamonded in air, Earth--blessing dews at night, A dancing child, flames lovely--wild, Should not so much delight. But where I most have theme to boast I stammer in my speech; The full heart shames my faltering art With music past its reach.SourceThe script ran 0.001 seconds.
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