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Poem by Anne Hunter


Song 10. O Tuneful voice, I still deplore


O Tuneful voice, I still deplore
Those accents which, tho' heard no more,
Still vibrate on my heart;
In echo's cave I long to dwell,
And still would hear the sad farewell,
When we were doom'd to part.
Bright eyes, O that the task were mine,
To guard the liquid fires that shine,
And round your orbits play;
To watch them with a vestal's care,
And feed with smiles a light so fair.
That it may ne'er decay.



Anne Hunter


Anne Hunter's other poems:
  1. Song 15. When hollow bursts the rushing wind
  2. Ode to the Conduit Vale, Blackheath
  3. Sonnet after the Death of Laura
  4. The Spirit’s Song
  5. To a Friend on New Year’s Day


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