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STANZAS.

I love the music of the wave,
I love the night wind's song;
I love to hear the storm king cheer
His frenzied host along;
I love all nature's thrilling tones,
I love the notes of art—
But better far, than all, I love
The music of the heart.

I love the tints of beauty laid
Softly on leaf or flower;
The trembling light that gilds the night,
And wraps the midnight hour;
I love the sunny warmth and light
From the glad sunbeams stole—
But better far, than all, I love
The beauty of the soul.

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