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I just had turned the classic page	A
And traced that happy period over	B
When blest alike were youth and age	A
And love inspired the wisest sage	A
And wisdom graced the tenderest lover	B
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Before I laid me down to sleep	C
Awhile I from the lattice gazed	D
Upon that still and moonlight deep	C
With isles like floating gardens raised	D
For Ariel there his sports to keep	C
While gliding 'twixt their leafy shores	E
The lone night fisher plied his oars	E
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I felt so strongly fancy's power	B
Came o'er me in that witching hour	B
As if the whole bright scenery there	F
Were lighted by a Grecian sky	G
And I then breathed the blissful air	F
That late had thrilled to Sappho's sigh	G
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Thus waking dreamt I and when Sleep	C
Came o'er my sense the dream went on	H
Nor through her curtain dim and deep	C
Hath ever lovelier vision shone	I
I thought that all enrapt I strayed	J
Through that serene luxurious shade	J
Where Epicurus taught the Loves	K
To polish virtue's native brightness	L
As pearls we're told that fondling doves	K
Have played with wear a smoother whiteness	L
'Twas one of those delicious nights	M
So common in the climes of Greece	N
When day withdraws but half its lights	M
And all is moonshine balm and peace	N
And thou wert there my own beloved	O
And by thy side I fondly roved	O
Through many a temple's reverend gloom	P
And many a bower's seductive bloom	P
Where Beauty learned what Wisdom taught	O
And sages sighed and lovers thought	O
Where schoolmen conned no maxims stern	Q
But all was formed to soothe or move	R
To make the dullest love to learn	Q
To make the coldest learn to love	S
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And now the fairy pathway seemed	O
To lead us through enchanted ground	O
Where all that bard has ever dreamed	O
Of love or luxury bloomed around	O
Oh 'twas a bright bewildering scene	T
Along the alley's deepening green	T
Soft lamps that hung like burning flowers	U
And scented and illumed the bowers	U
Seemed as to him who darkling roves	U
Amid the lone Hercynian groves	U
Appear those countless birds of light	O
That sparkle in the leaves at night	O
And from their wings diffuse a ray	V
Along the traveller's weary way	V
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'Twas light of that mysterious kind	O
Through which the soul perchance may roam	W
When it has left this world behind	O
And gone to seek its heavenly home	W
And Nea thou wert by my side	O
Through all this heavenward path my guide	O
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But lo as wandering thus we ranged	O
That upward path the vision changed	O
And now methought we stole along	X
Through halls of more voluptuous glory	Y
Than ever lived in Teian song	X
Or wantoned in Milesian story	Y
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And nymphs were there whose very eyes	U
Seemed softened o'er with breath of sighs	U
Whose every ringlet as it wreathed	O
A mute appeal to passion breathed	O
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Some flew with amber cups around	O
Pouring the flowery wines of Crete	O
And as they passed with youthful bound	O
The onyx shone beneath their feet	O
While others waving arms of snow	Z
Entwined by snakes of burnished gold	O
And showing charms as loth to show	Z
Through many a thin Tarentian fold	O
Glided among the festal throng	X
Bearing rich urns of flowers along	X
Where roses lay in languor breathing	A2
And the young beegrape round them wreathing	A2
Hung on their blushes warm and meek	A2
Like curls upon a rosy cheek	A2
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Oh Nea why did morning break	A2
The spell that thus divinely bound me	Y
Why did I wake how could I wake	A2
With thee my own and heaven around me	Y
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Well peace to thy heart though another's it be	Y
And health to that cheek though it bloom not for me	Y
To morrow I sail for those cinnamon groves	U
Where nightly the ghost of the Carribee roves	U
And far from the light of those eyes I may yet	O
Their allurements forgive and their splendor forget	O
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Farewell to Bermuda and long may the bloom	P
Of the lemon and myrtle its valleys perfume	P
May spring to eternity hallow the shade	O
Where Ariel has warbled and Waller has strayed	O
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And thou when at dawn thou shalt happen to roam	W
Through the lime covered alley that leads to thy home	W
Where oft when the dance and the revel were done	B2
And the stars were beginning to fade in the sun	B2
I have led thee along and have told by the way	V
What my heart all the night had been burning to say	V
Oh think of the past give a sigh to those times	U
And a blessing for me to that alley of limes	U
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If I were yonder wave my dear	C2
And thou the isle it clasps around	O
I would not let a foot come near	C2
My land of bliss my fairy ground	O
	-
If I were yonder couch of gold	O
And thou the pearl within it placed	O
I would not let an eye behold	O
The sacred gem my arms embraced	O
	-
If I were yonder orange tree	Y
And thou the blossom blooming there	F
I would not yield a breath of thee	Y
To scent the most imploring air	F
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Oh bend not o'er the water's brink	A2
Give not the wave that odorous sigh	G
Nor let its burning mirror drink	A2
The soft reflection of thine eye	G
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That glossy hair that glowing cheek	A2
So pictured in the waters seem	D2
That I could gladly plunge to seek	A2
Thy image in the glassy stream	D2
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Blest fate at once my chilly grave	E2
And nuptial bed that stream might be	Y
I'll wed thee in its mimic wave	E2
And die upon the shade of thee	Y
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Behold the leafy mangrove bending	A2
O'er the waters blue and bright	O
Like Nea's silky lashes lending	A2
Shadow to her eyes of light	O
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Oh my beloved where'er I turn	Q
Some trace of thee enchants mine eyes	U
In every star thy glances burn	Q
Thy blush on every floweret lies	U
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Nor find I in creation aught	O
Of bright or beautiful or rare	F
Sweet to the sense of pure to thought	O
But thou art found reflected there	F

Thomas Moore

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