. Sunshine and roses . Her singing voice—her singing voiceSounds like the angels that rejoiceAnd lisp their happiness in wordOf cadenced love or song of bird. Her singing voice is as the breezeThat rustles mong the swaying treesAnd croons its love song in the bowersOr stoops and kisses leaves and flowers. Her singing voice is like the lyreWith accent softer, sweeter, higher,Then dying to a silent toneObservant to Loves ear alone. Ah soft, mellifluent and sweetAs coos the baby at your feet;As rich as carol of the birdOr denizen of field or wood!. r^

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