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First Line: She twankled a tune on her light
Last Line: Rippled in glee up my spell-bound spine.
Alternate Author Name(s): Johnson Of Boone, Benj. F.
Subject(s): Flowers; Guitars; Music & Musicians; Roses; Stars


SHE twankled a tune on her light guitar --
A low, sweet jangle of tangled sounds,
As blurred as the voices of the fairies are,
Dancing in moondawn dales and downs;
And the tinkling drip of the strange refrain
Ran over the rim of my soul like rain.

The great blond moon in the midnight skies
Paused and poised o'er the trellis eaves,
And the stars, in the light of her upturned eyes,
Sifted their love through the rifted leaves --
Glittered and splintered in crystal mist
Down the glittering strings that her fingers kissed.

O the melody mad! O the tinkle and thrill
Of the ecstasy of the exquisite thing!
The red rose dropped from the window-sill
And lay in a long swoon quivering;
While the dying notes of the strain divine
Rippled in glee up my spell-bound spine.





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