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Now, gentle lyre, in tears of sadness,
I quit thy soul enchanting spell,
With hope to meet again in gladness,
Sweet lyre of beauty, fare thee well!
I quit thy soul enchanting spell,
With hope to meet again in gladness,
Sweet lyre of beauty, fare thee well!
WRITTEN ON THE ARRIVAL OF A NEWLY MARRIED PAIR AT THE RESIDENCE OF THE BRIDEGROOM'S FATHER.
Heard you that shout which rent the air?
'Twas ———'s tenantry assembled all,
To greet with glad acclaim the wedded pair,
And welcome them to their ancestral hall.
'Twas ———'s tenantry assembled all,
To greet with glad acclaim the wedded pair,
And welcome them to their ancestral hall.
Within a window of that ancient dome
Sat ———'s gentle matron: she had come
From the expecting group below,
And when her soft eye first did see
The train approach, she bent the knee
In praise to Him who did bestow
Sat ———'s gentle matron: she had come
From the expecting group below,
And when her soft eye first did see
The train approach, she bent the knee
In praise to Him who did bestow
