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Edmund Clarence Stedman, ed. (1833–1908).  An American Anthology, 1787–1900.  1900.
 
1477. Songs
 
By Langdon Elwyn Mitchell (“John Philip Varley”)
 
 
FEAR

THERE is a sound I would not hear,
  Although it music’s self might be;
Lest in my breast a crystal sphere
  Might burst, might break for melody.
 
There is a face I would not see        5
  Tho’ like the springtime it were fair;
Lest love that was a barren tree
  Should burst in bloom—should blossoms bear.
 
SWEETS THAT DIE

HOW fades that native breath
The rose exhales,        10
    Whenas her bloom is o’er!
Altho’ her petals on the evening gales
Are wafted by, a fleet of fairy sails,
    She is, alas! no more.
 
And love dies like the rose,        15
And fills the air
    With many a deep drawn sigh:
Shall I not both embalm with sacred care,
That they may have, in sweetly-breathëd air,
    Their immortality!        20
 

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