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serenade.
Steal from thy pillow,
The casement unclose;
Lift the light curtain
That veils thy repose—
Softly the moonbeam
Its mantle will throw,
O'er thy fair tresses
And ivory brow.
The casement unclose;
Lift the light curtain
That veils thy repose—
Softly the moonbeam
Its mantle will throw,
O'er thy fair tresses
And ivory brow.
Part but one bud
From the jessamine spray,
Press to thy bosom,
Then toss it away—
Swift through the lattice
Kind zephyr will bring
Love's fairy token,
To bless while I sing.
From the jessamine spray,
Press to thy bosom,
Then toss it away—
Swift through the lattice
Kind zephyr will bring
Love's fairy token,
To bless while I sing.
