. Literature, art and song: Moore's melodies and American poems; . And 0,—such a vision as haunted me thenI would slumber for ages to witness many I like, and the few I adore,The friends who were dear and beloved never till now so beloved and the call of my Fancy, surrounded me here;And soon,—0, at once, did the light of their smilesTo a paradise brighten this region of isles;More lucid the wave, as they lookd on it, brighter the rose, as they gatherd it, the valleys Heraean (though waterd by rillsOf the pearliest flow, from those pastoral hills

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. Literature, art and song: Moore's melodies and American poems; . And 0,—such a vision as haunted me thenI would slumber for ages to witness many I like, and the few I adore,The friends who were dear and beloved never till now so beloved and the call of my Fancy, surrounded me here;And soon,—0, at once, did the light of their smilesTo a paradise brighten this region of isles;More lucid the wave, as they lookd on it, brighter the rose, as they gatherd it, the valleys Heraean (though waterd by rillsOf the pearliest flow, from those pastoral hills,*Where the Song of the Shepherd, primeval and wild,Was taught to the nymphs by their mystical child,)Could boast such a lustre oer land and oer waveAs the magic of love to this paradise gave. .£>;? 0 magic of love! unembellishd by you,,^^^ Hath the garden a blush or the landscape a hue?^ Or shines there a vista in nature or art, Like that which Love opes through the eye to the heart Alas, that a vision so happy should fade!That, when morning around me

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