À L'Opera

by Robert Loveman
Music swells my sluggish blood
To a raging purple flood,
Music rainbows on my brain
All the vanished years again.

Music in my soul doth stir
Sleeping memories of her;
Can nor time, nor any art,
Drive this woman from my heart?
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