. Sunshine and roses . The sprites and elves that dance and singThrough verdant dell, bout shaded spring,Are shorn their powers to delightBeside the charms she can incite. Behold yon seraphs gracious noteThat trills from out her dainty throat,Yet pales to insignificanceBeside her voiced extravagance. The music of her singing voice ^Sounds like the angels that rejoiceAnd from the joyance of its toneSteal, to re-echo as their own. Oh rich, rare voice—so radiant rare,That pulsates glory through the airLeaving no earthly, heavenly choice—Her singing voice—her singing voice 1. ?^^^o>^^0^^

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