. Literature, art and song: Moore's melodies and American poems; . Love stood near the Novice and listend, And Love is no novice in taking a hint;His laughing blue eyes soon with piety glistend;His rosy wing turnd to heavens own would have thought, the urchin cries,That Love could so well, so gravely disguise?His wandering wings, and wounding eyes? Love now warms thee, waking and sleeping,Young Novice, to him all thy orisons tinges the heavenly fount with his brightens the censers flame with his is the Saint enshrind in thy breast,And angels themselves wo


. Literature, art and song: Moore's melodies and American poems; . Love stood near the Novice and listend, And Love is no novice in taking a hint;His laughing blue eyes soon with piety glistend;His rosy wing turnd to heavens own would have thought, the urchin cries,That Love could so well, so gravely disguise?His wandering wings, and wounding eyes? Love now warms thee, waking and sleeping,Young Novice, to him all thy orisons tinges the heavenly fount with his brightens the censers flame with his is the Saint enshrind in thy breast,And angels themselves would admit such a guest,If he came to them clothd in pietys


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