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Stanzas for Music
by George Gordon, Lord Byron

There be none of Beauty’s daughters
    With a magic like thee;
And like music on the waters
    Is thy sweet voice to me:
When, as if its sound were causing
The charmed ocean’s pausing,
The waves lie still and gleaming,
And the lulled winds seem dreaming.

And the midnight moon is weaving
    Her bright chain o’er the deep;
Whose breast is gently heaving,
    As an infant’s asleep.
So the spirit bows before thee,
To listen and adore thee,
With a full but soft emotion,
Like the swell of Summer’s ocean.


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