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IV.

A CARRIER-SONG.

I.
Since you have waned from us,
Fairest of women!
I am a darkened cage
Song cannot hymn in.
My songs have followed you,
Like birds the summer;
Ah! bring them back to me,
Swiftly, dear comer!
Seraphim,
Her to hymn,
Might leave their portals;
And at my feet learn
The harping of mortals!

II.
Where wings to rustle use,
But this poor tarrier—
Searching my spirit's eaves—
Find I for carrier.

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