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ROSALIE, by                     Poet's Biography
First Line: O pour upon my soul again
Last Line: In music to her soul.
Subject(s): Grief; Sorrow; Sadness


"O POUR upon my soul again
That sad, unearthly strain,
That seems from other worlds to plain;
Thus falling, falling from afar,
As if some melancholy star
Had mingled with her light her sighs,
And dropped them from the skies!

"No, -- never came from aught below
This melody of woe,
That makes my heart to overflow,
As from a thousand gushing springs
Unknown before; that with it brings
This nameless light, -- if light it be, --
That veils the world I see.

"For all I see around me wears
The hue of other spheres;
And something blent of smiles and tears
Comes from the very air I breathe.
O, nothing, sure, the stars beneath
Can mould a sadness like to this, --
So like angelic bliss."

So, at that dreamy hour of day,
When the last lingering ray
Stops on the highest cloud to play, --
So thought the gentle Rosalie,
As on her maiden reverie
First fell the strain of him who stole
In music to her soul.





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