Aldrich, Thomas Bailey, 1836-1907 · Boston, CT : Hall and Locke · leaf 141
E, HE harp that once through Taras hallsThe soul of music shed,Now hangs as mute on Taras walls,As if that soul were fled.So sleeps the pride of former days, So glorys thrill is oer,And hearts that once beat high for praise,Now feel that pulse no more. No more to chiefs and ladies bright The harp…
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