. Literature, art and song: Moore's melodies and American poems; . y^-^^. /Behold the leafy mangrove, bending Oer the waters blue and bright,Like Neas silky lashes, lendingShadow to her eyes of light. 0, my belovd ! whereer I turn, Some trace of thee enchants mine eyes; In every star thy glances burn;Thy blush on every flowret lies. Nor find I in creation aughtOf bright, or beautiful, or rare, Sweet to the sense, or pure to thought,But thou art found reflected there. gi0, neer did the wave in its element steep An island of lovelier charms;It blooms in the giant embrace of the deep. Like Hebe i

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. Literature, art and song: Moore's melodies and American poems; . y^-^^. /Behold the leafy mangrove, bending Oer the waters blue and bright,Like Neas silky lashes, lendingShadow to her eyes of light. 0, my belovd ! whereer I turn, Some trace of thee enchants mine eyes; In every star thy glances burn;Thy blush on every flowret lies. Nor find I in creation aughtOf bright, or beautiful, or rare, Sweet to the sense, or pure to thought,But thou art found reflected there. gi0, neer did the wave in its element steep An island of lovelier charms;It blooms in the giant embrace of the deep. Like Hebe in Hercules blush of your bowers is light to the ey And their melody balm to the ear;But the fiery planet of day is too nigh. And the Snow Spirit never comes here 357

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