THE NIGHTINGALE...
ll!
e ering long and pleasantly,
And norain again!
Full fain it would delay me!--My dear Babe,
iculate sound,
Mars all tative lisp,
how he would place his hand beside his ear,
tle he small fore?nger up,
And bid us listen! And I deem it wise
to make ures playmate. he knows well
tar: and once when he awoke
In most distressful mood (some inward pain
strange ts dream)
I o our orc,
And once
Suspends silently,
s tears
Did glitter in the yellow moon-beam! ell--
It is a fatale. But if t heaven
Should give me life, his childhood shall grow up
Familiar
e Joy! Once more farewell,
S Nightingale! once more, my friends! farewell.
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