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MISCELLA'N EOUS POEMS. 211 TO MUSIC. 0 ?vs?c, what I owe to thee, They--they alone--can tell, Who have, in sorrow, proved, llke me, Thy soul-commanding spell ! ' I thank thee for forgotten woes, Or joy's recover'd gleams, For lulling Fancy to repose, Or prompting her sweet dreams. When thou hast chased the clouds of woe, And the glad smile appears, Thine be my gratitude--but, oh,- I thank thee most. for tears ! ......... ?Google
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