Poems (Campbell)/Sympathy

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SYMPATHY.
Sweet is the balmy breath of morn,
 When Summer sheds her rich perfume;
And sweet the dew-drops that adorn
 The op'ning rose-bud's crimson bloom.

But sweeter are the sighs I hear,
 That Clara's pitying heart reveal;
And lovelier is the falling tear
 That down her tender cheek doth steal.

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