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sato her but C moment It was sweet and lovely night in May, The IIeav'ns hung out their richest tapestry, The ev ming zephyr had kiss'd the Rose, Gin play And groves were vocal with the songsters roun

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 And then the sound of mirtb, and merry voices, sported joyously with the passing wind While the light, elastic step of dancers, Bespoke Nature ill sweet harmony with mind The now'rs had clustered into rich festoons To deck the maiden's snowy brow; While sunny eyes doves resplendent moons,) Reflected thoughts-their lips would not avow-- And eyes there were that reyeed in that light, And hearts that feasted on the bright elysium- And sighs were heav'd which raised to sight, Like mountains of pearl before the sun

 Then snow-drifts melting into one Ravshing the heart tho twere of stone It was the frst-I saw her but moment

 Yet methinks I see her now With wreath of summer howrits

 Upon her snowy brow. ANGELO. LiHlc Roct Jaa. 1oth, 15I5