I heard a gentle maiden, in the spring,
Set her sweet sighs to music, and thus sing:
'Fly through the world, and I will follow thee,
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Her face is smiling, and her voice is sweet;
But smiles betray, and music sings deceit;
And words speak false; —yet, if they welcome prove,
I'll be their echo, and repeat their love.' As usual a wonderful poem. one can only gaze up to you dear poet. tony
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Her face is smiling, and her voice is sweet; But smiles betray, and music sings deceit; And words speak false; —yet, if they welcome prove, I'll be their echo, and repeat their love.' As usual a wonderful poem. one can only gaze up to you dear poet. tony