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Oh lend that lute sweet Archimage to me	A
Enough of care and heaviness	B
The weary lids of life depress	B
And doubly blest that gentle heart shall be	A
That wooes of poesy the visions bland	C
And strays forgetful o'er enchanted land	C
Oh lend that lute sweet Archimage to me	A
So spoke with ardent look yet eyebrow sad	D
When he had passed o'er many a mountain rude	E
And many a wild and weary solitude	E
'Mid a green vale a wandering minstrel lad	D
With eyes that shone in softened flame	F
With wings and wand young Fancy came	F
And as she touched a trembling lute	G
The lone enthusiast stood entranced and mute	G
It was a sound that made his soul forego	H
All thoughts of sadness in a world of woe	H
Oh lend that lute he cried Hope Pity Love	I
Shall listen and each valley rock and grove	J
Shall witness as with deep delight	K
From orient morn to dewy stealing night	K
My spirit rapt in trance of sweetness high	L
Shall drink the heartfelt sound with tears of ecstasy	A
As thus he spoke soft voices seemed to say	B
Come away come away	B
Where shall the heart sick minstrel stray	B
But viewing all things like a dream	M
By haunted wood or wizard stream	M
That like a hermit weeping	N
Amid the gray stones creeping	N
With voice distinct yet faint	O
Calls on Repose herself to hear its soothing plaint	O
For him romantic Solitude	O
Shall pile sublime her mountains rude	O
For him with shades more soft impressed	O
The lucid lake's transparent breast	O
Shall show the banks the woods the hill	P
More clear more beautiful more still	P
For him more musical shall wave	Q
The pines o'er Echo's moonlit cave	Q
While sounds as of a fairy lyre	R
Amid the shadowy cliffs expire	R
This valley where the raptured minstrel stood	O
Was shaded with a circling slope of wood	O
And rich in beauty with that valley vied	O
Thessalian Tempe crowned with verdant bay	B
Where smooth and clear Peneus winds his way	B
And Ossa and Olympus on each side	O
Rise dark with woods or that Sicilian plain	S
Which Arethusa's clearest waters lave	Q
By many a haunt of Pan and wood nymph's cave	Q
Lingering and listening to the Doric strain	S
Of him the bard whose music might succeed	O
To the wild melodies of Pan's own reed	O
This scene the mistress of the valley held	O
Fancy a magic maid and at her will	P
Aerial castles crowned the gleaming hill	P
Or forests rose or lapse of water welled	O
Sometimes she sat with lifted eye	L
And marked the dark storm in the western sky	L
Sometimes she looked and scarce her breath would draw	T
As fearful things not to be told she saw	T
And sometimes like a vision of the air	U
On wings of shifting light she floated here and there	U
In the breeze her garments flew	V
Of the brightest skiey blue	V
Lucid as the tints of morn	W
When Summer trills his pipe of corn	W
Her tresses to each wing descending fall	X
Or lifted by the wind	O
Stream loose and unconfined	O
Like golden threads beneath her myrtle coronal	X
The listening passions stood aloof and mute	O
As oft the west wind touched her trembling lute	O
But when its sounds the youthful minstrel heard	O
Strange mingled feelings not to be expressed	O
Rose undefined yet blissful on his breast	O
And all the softened scene in sweeter light appeared	O
Then Fancy waved her wand and lo	X
An airy troop went beckoning by	L
Come from toil and worldly woe	X
Come live with us in vales remote they cry	L
These are the flitting phantasies the dreams	B
That lead the heart through all that elfin land	O
Where half seen shapes entice with whispers bland	O
Meantime the clouds impressed with livelier beams	B
Roll in the lucid track of air	U
Arrayed in coloured brede with semblances more fair	U
The airy troop as on they sail	X
Thus the pensive stranger hail	X
In the pure and argent sky	L
There our distant chambers lie	L
The bed is strewed with blushing roses	B
When Quietude at eve reposes	B
Oft trembling lest her bowers should fade	O
In the cold earth's humid shade	O
Come rest with us evanishing they cried	O
Come rest with us the lonely vale replied	O
Then Fancy beckoned and with smiling mien	Y
A radiant form arose like the fair Queen	Y
Of Beauty from her eye divinely bright	O
A richer lustre shot a more attractive light	O
She said With fairer tints I can adorn	W
The living landscape fairer than the morn	W
The summer clouds in shapes romantic rolled	O
And those they edge the fading west like gold	O
The lake that sleeps in sunlight yet impressed	O
With shades more sweet than real on its breast	O
'Mid baffling stones beneath a partial ray	B
The small brook huddling its uneven way	B
The blue far distant hills the silvery sea	B
And every scene of summer speaks of me	B
But most I wake the sweetest wishes warm	Z
Where the fond gaze is turned on woman's breathing form	Z
So passing silent through a myrtle grove	J
Beauty first led him to the bower of Love	I
A mellow light through the dim covert strayed	O
And opening roses canopied the shade	O
Why does the hurrying pulse unbidden leap	A2
Behold in yonder glade that nymph asleep	A2
The heart struck minstrel hangs with lingering gaze	B
O'er every charm his eye impassioned strays	B
An edge of white is seen and scarcely seen	Y
As soft she breathes her coral lips between	Y
A lambent ray steals from her half closed eye	L
As her breast heaves a short imperfect sigh	L
Sleep winds of summer o'er the leafy bower	B2
Nor move the light bells of the nodding flower	B2
Lest but a sound of stirring leaves might seem	M
To break the charm of her delicious dream	M
And ye fond rising throbbing thoughts away	B
Lest syren Pleasure all the soul betray	B
Oh turn and listen to the ditty	B
From the lowly cave of Pity	B
On slaughter's plain while Valour grieves	B
There he sunk to rest	O
And the ring dove scattered leaves	B
Upon his bleeding breast	O
Her face was hid while her pale arms enfold	O
What seemed an urn of alabaster cold	O
To this she pressed her heaving bosom bare	U
The drops that gathered in the dank abode	O
Fell dripping on her long dishevelled hair	U
And still her tears renewed and silent flowed	O
And when the winds of autumn ceased to swell	X
At times was heard a slow and melancholy knell	X
'Twas in the twilight of the deepest wood	O
Beneath whose boughs like sad Cocytus famed	O
Through fabling Greece from lamentation named	O
A river dark and silent flowed there stood	O
A pale and melancholy man intent	O
His look upon that drowsy stream he bent	O
As ever counting when the fitful breeze	B
With strange and hollow sound sung through the trees	B
Counting the sallow leaves that down the current went	O
He saw them not	O
Earth seemed to him one universal blot	O
Sometimes as most distempered to and fro	X
He paced and sometimes fixed his chilling look	C2
Upon a dreadful book	C2
Inscribed with secret characters of woe	X
While gibbering imps as mocking him appeared	O
And airy laughter 'mid the dusk was heard	O
Then Fancy waved her wand again	D2
And all that valley that so lovely smiled	O
Was changed to a bare champaign waste and wild	O
'What pale and phantom horseman rides amain '	E2
'Tis Terror all the plain far on is spread	O
With skulls and bones and relics of the dead	O
From his black trump he blew a louder blast	O
And earthquakes muttered as the giant passed	O
Then said that magic maid with aspect bland	O
'Tis thine to seize his phantom spear	F2
'Tis thine his sable trumpet to command	O
And thrill the inmost heart with shuddering fear	F2
But hark to Music's softer sound	O
New scenes and fairer views accordant rise	B
Above around	O
The mingled measure swells in air and dies	B
Music in thy charmed shell	X
What sounds of holy magic dwell	X
Oft when that shell was to the ear applied	O
Confusion of rich harmonies	B
All swelling rose	B
That came as with a gently swelling tide	O
Then at the close	B
Angelic voices seemed aloft	O
To answer as it died the cadence soft	O
Now like the hum of distant ocean's stream	M
The murmurs of the wond'rous concave seem	M

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