. Literature, art and song: Moore's melodies and American poems; . ^j^ -^rr/?>. ill;h^Vi^ is not in the wide world a valley so sweetAs that vale in whose bosom the bright waters meet;*Oh! the last rays of feeling and life must depart,Ere the bloom of that valley shall fade from my heart. Yet it ivas not that nature had shed oer the sceneHer purest of crystal and brightest of green;Twas not her soft magic of streamlet or hill,Oh! no—it was something more exquisite still. ^ Twas that friends, the belovd of my bosom, were near,Who made every dear scene of encliantment more dear,And who felt ho

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. Literature, art and song: Moore's melodies and American poems; . ^j^ -^rr/?>. ill;h^Vi^ is not in the wide world a valley so sweetAs that vale in whose bosom the bright waters meet;*Oh! the last rays of feeling and life must depart,Ere the bloom of that valley shall fade from my heart. Yet it ivas not that nature had shed oer the sceneHer purest of crystal and brightest of green;Twas not her soft magic of streamlet or hill,Oh! no—it was something more exquisite still. ^ Twas that friends, the belovd of my bosom, were near,Who made every dear scene of encliantment more dear,And who felt how the best charms of nature improve,When we see them reflected from looks that we love. K ^^Vf^ P^m ¥^C K I Sweet vale of Avoca! how calm could I rest,^:^/3[gIn thy bosom of shade, with the friends I love best,^^P^Where the storms that we feel in this cold world ^Lr^^^ should cease, ^ ^v And our hearts, like thy waters, be mingled in peace. ^^| l^ >^5^ ?^! % n m Km f^ £=t?^i ^k^.

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