. Literature, art and song: Moore's melodies and American poems; . Has love to that soul, so tender, Been like our Lagenian mine,*Where sparkles of golden splendour All over the surface shine—But, if in pursuit we go deeper, Allurd by the gleam that shone,Ah! false as the dream of the sleeper, Like Love, the bright ore is gone. Has Hope, like the bird in the story,* That flitted from tree to treeWith the talismans glittering glory— Has Hope been that bird to thee?On branch after branch alighting. The gem did she still display,And, when nearest and most inviting, Then waft the fair gem away?

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