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THE LYRE'S LAMENT.
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THE LYRE'S LAMENT.
A large lyre hung in an opening of the rock, and gave forth its melancholy music to the wind—but no human being was to be seen.
Salathiel.
A deep-toned Lyre hung murmuring
To the wild wind of the sea:
"O melancholy wind," it sigh'd,
"What would thy breath with me?
"Thou canst not wake the spirit
That in me slumbering lies,
Thou strikest not forth th' electric fire
Of buried melodies.
K
