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H! when some lone familiar strainPours o'er the car its melting tone,
How swiftly memory flies again
To scenes and hours for ever flown.
Yes! like the voice of one beloved,
It thrills upon the inmost heart,
Till slumbering thoughts long, long unmoved.
Again to life and being start.
It thrills upon the inmost heart,
Till slumbering thoughts long, long unmoved.
Again to life and being start.
And as each lingering cadence dies
In sweetness on the spell-bound car,
Oh! swift the cherished forms arise,
Of all to whom its tones were dear.
In sweetness on the spell-bound car,
Oh! swift the cherished forms arise,
Of all to whom its tones were dear.
The loved—more loved than tongue can tell.—
The far away,—the cherished dead,—
Each scene where Fancy loves to dwell,
And feed on hours for ever tied;
The far away,—the cherished dead,—
Each scene where Fancy loves to dwell,
And feed on hours for ever tied;
All all return to bless our sight,
Though joy perchance be tinged with pain,
And o'er life's billows, calm and bright,
The torch of Memory beams again,
Though joy perchance be tinged with pain,
And o'er life's billows, calm and bright,
The torch of Memory beams again,
