. Lyrics from a library . What of the bards who in loves white demesneMade lyric dalliance, and linked their rhymesBeside the rippling Rhone in bygone times, Each choosing some sweet lady for his queen? Gallant they were, nor scorned the battle scene,Albeit they tuned beneath the scented limesTheir soft lute-pleadings to the castle chimes Of fair Provence, girt with its vineyards green. Shapers of song, if but a jest to-dayYour art is made, a byword on the lipOf those whose hearts this age of tradeimmures,Take courage! you, by right of comradeship,Have rich inheritance from such as they;—You a

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. Lyrics from a library . What of the bards who in loves white demesneMade lyric dalliance, and linked their rhymesBeside the rippling Rhone in bygone times, Each choosing some sweet lady for his queen? Gallant they were, nor scorned the battle scene,Albeit they tuned beneath the scented limesTheir soft lute-pleadings to the castle chimes Of fair Provence, girt with its vineyards green. Shapers of song, if but a jest to-dayYour art is made, a byword on the lipOf those whose hearts this age of tradeimmures,Take courage! you, by right of comradeship,Have rich inheritance from such as they;—You are the heirs of all the troubadours!

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