The Aeolian Harp  26653

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    My pensive Sara! thy soft cheek reclined
    Thus on mine arm, most soothing sweet it is
    To sit beside our Cot, our Cot o'ergrown
    With white-flowered Jasmin, and the broad-leaved Myrtle,
    (Meet emblems they of Innocence and Love!)
    And watch the clouds, that late were rich with light,
    Slow saddening round, and mark the star of eve
    Serenely brilliant (such should Wisdom be)
    Shine opposite! How exquisite the scents
    Snatched from yon bean-field! and the world so hushed!
    The stilly murmur of the distant Sea
    Tells us of silence.
                             And that simplest Lute,
    Placed length-ways in the clasping casement, hark!
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Composed at Clevedon, Somersetshire

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