Henry Clarence Kendall - Prefatory Sonnets II lyrics

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Henry Clarence Kendall - Prefatory Sonnets II lyrics

So take these kindly, even though there be Some notes that unto jother lyres belong, Stray echoes from the elder sons of song; And think how from its neighbouring native sea The pensive shell doth borrow melody. I would not do the lordly masters wrong By filching fair words from the shining throng Whose music haunts me, as the wind a tree. Lo, when a stranger in soft Syrian glooms Shot through with sunset treads the cedar dells, And hears the breezy ring of elfin bells Far down by where the white-haired cataract booms, He, faint with sweetness caught from forest smells, Bears thence, unwitting, plunder of perfumes.

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