Upon a Rare Voice
— — When I but hear her sing, I fare
— — Like one that, raisid, holds his ear
To some bright star in the supremest round;
— — Through which, besides the light that 's seen,
— — There may be heard, from heaven within,
The rests of anthems that the angels sound.
— — Like one that, raisid, holds his ear
To some bright star in the supremest round;
— — Through which, besides the light that 's seen,
— — There may be heard, from heaven within,
The rests of anthems that the angels sound.
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