. Literature, art and song: Moore's melodies and American poems; . / \ In the leafy chalice sink,Thirsting for his balmy drink;Now behold him all on fire,Lovely in his looks of ire,Breaking every infant stem,Scattering every velvet gem,Where his little tyrant lipHas not found enough to sip. J. \ Then my playful hand I steepWhere the gold thread*^ loves to from thence a tangled wreath,Words of magic round it the sunny chaplet spreadOer the sleeping flybirds head,*®Till, with dreams of honey , in his downy the gardens fairest spells,Dewy buds and fragr
. Literature, art and song: Moore's melodies and American poems; . / \ In the leafy chalice sink,Thirsting for his balmy drink;Now behold him all on fire,Lovely in his looks of ire,Breaking every infant stem,Scattering every velvet gem,Where his little tyrant lipHas not found enough to sip. J. \ Then my playful hand I steepWhere the gold thread*^ loves to from thence a tangled wreath,Words of magic round it the sunny chaplet spreadOer the sleeping flybirds head,*®Till, with dreams of honey , in his downy the gardens fairest spells,Dewy buds and fragrant all his soul embowersIn the flybirds heaven of flowers. /. 405 / loar and silvery flakesMelt along the ruffled lakes,When the gray moose shed his horns,When the track, at evening, warnsWeary hunters of the wayTo the wigwams cheering ray,Then, aloft, through freezing the snow bird* soft and fairAs the fleece that heaven flingsOer his little pearly above the rocks I Niagaras starry on the cliff, appearsLike a mants startino- , amid the island upon the cataracts the foot of living manNever trod since time began,Lone I sit, at close of , beneath the golden ray,Icy columns gleam below,Featherd round with falling snow, inn in
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