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My Soul Is Dark

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My soul is dark - Oh! quickly string
The harp I yet can brook to hear;
And let thy gentle fingers fling
Its melting murmurs o'er mine ear.
If in this heart a hope be dear,
That sound shall charm it forth again:
If in these eyes there lurk a tear,
'Twill flow, and cease to burn my brain.

But bid the strain be wild and deep,
Nor let thy notes of joy be first:
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COMMENTS
Ruta Mohapatra 16 August 2018
'I tell thee, minstrel, I must weep, Or else this heavy heart will burst'...........Lines full of sadness! Very touching!
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Ariana E. 23 March 2018
Twisted, but lovely. There is, after all, luxury in lamentation.
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