'Thou canst seek out and compass all that wit

Can find or teach;—yet since thou wilt, come take

The lyre-be mine the glory giving it—

Strike the sweet chords, and sing aloud, and wake

Thy joyous pleasure out of many a fit

Of trancèd sound—and with fleet fingers make

Thy liquid-voicèd comrade talk with thee,—

It can talk measured music eloquently.

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