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The sacred song that on mine ear

Yet vibrates from that voice of thine,

I heard, before, from one so dear —

'T is strange it still appears divine.

But, oh! so sweet that look and tone

To her and thee alike is given;

It seemed as if for me alone

That both had been recalled from Heaven!

And though I never can redeem

The vision thus endeared to me;

I scarcely can regret my dream,

When realised again by thee.