...Interpreting its joy, its pain, And lending the light wings of words To many a thought, that else had lain Unfledg'd and mute among the chords. All started at...his eyes There shone more pleasure than surprise, Turn to the wood, from whence that sound Of solitary sweetness broke, Then, listening, look delighted...

...Interpreting its joy, its pain, And lending the light wings of words To many a thought, that else had lain Unfledg'd and mute among the chords. All started at...his eyes There shone more pleasure than surprise, Turn to the wood, from whence that sound Of solitary sweetness broke, Then, listening, look delighted...

...Angel, in whose face, Though faded like the others, grief Had left a gentler, holier trace ; As ifj ev*n yet, through pain and ill, Hope had not quit...his eyes There shone more pleasure than surprise, Turn to the wood, from whence that sound Of solitary sweetness broke, Then, listening, look delighted...

...Angel, in whose face, Though faded like the others, grief Had left a gentler, holier trace ; As if, even yet, through pain and ill, Hope had not quit him —...his eyes There shone more pleasure than surprise, Turn to the wood, from whence that sound Of solitary sweetness broke, Then listening, look delighted...

...Angel, in whose face, Though faded like the others, grief Had left a gentler, holier trace ; As if, even yet, through pain and ill, Hope had not quit him —...his eyes There shone more pleasure than surprise, Turn to the wood, from whence that sound Of solitary sweetness broke, Then listening, look delighted...

...Had left a gentler, holier trace ; As if, even yet, through pain and ill, Hope had not quit him—as if still Her precious pearl, in sorrow's cup, Unmelted...his eyes There shone more pleasure than surprise, Turn to the wood, from whence that sound Of solitary sweetness broke, Then listening, look delighted...

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...in whose face, Though faded like the others, grief Had left a gentler, holier, trace ; As if, even yet, through pain and ill, Hope had not quit him —...his eyes There shone more pleasure than surprise, Turn to the wood, from whence that sound Of solitary sweetness broke, Then, listening, look delighted...