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SWEET is the song which the lone nightingale
Sings in her bower of roses;
But sweeter by far is the strain of the tale
My heart to my lady discloses!
Long have I wandered; in many a clime
I've gazed on the faces of women sublime,
Whose eyes are as bright as the fiery coals,
And who, in a glance, lay open their souls;
Whose words teem with love, and whose hearts are as true
As the steel of Damascus, of shimmering blue.
But never a maid in this beautiful train
Has drawn from my bosom one vow of devotion;
Nor breathes there for me, in the borders of Spain,
But one who can flutter my heart with emotion.
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