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But soon they pause; and sad and low,
He touch'd a wildly plaintive air,
In thrilling tones of deepest woe
He told the hapless lover's care.
He touch'd a wildly plaintive air,
In thrilling tones of deepest woe
He told the hapless lover's care.
He ceas'd; and plaudits loud were made,
Grateful he rais'd his down-cast eye,
But scarce his modest thanks he paid
Ere the half-utter'd accents die.
Grateful he rais'd his down-cast eye,
But scarce his modest thanks he paid
Ere the half-utter'd accents die.
For that dark eye had careless glanc'd
To the high throne of feudal state;
And hov'ring there, inspir'd, entranc'd,
A lovely vision speechless sate.
To the high throne of feudal state;
And hov'ring there, inspir'd, entranc'd,
A lovely vision speechless sate.
O ne'er was form so witching fair!
Sweetly through recent tears she smil'd,
Loose and unbound her sunny hair
Flow'd round her sylphid figure wild.
Sweetly through recent tears she smil'd,
Loose and unbound her sunny hair
Flow'd round her sylphid figure wild.
