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XLVII. The voice of my beloved sounds

1 The voice of my beloved sounds,
While o'er the mountain tops he bounds,
He flies exulting o'er the hills,
And all my soul wth transport fills:
Gently doth he chide my stay,
Rise my love and come away.

2 The scatter'd clouds are fled at last,
The rain is gone, the winter's past,
The lovely vernal flow'rs appear,
The feather'd choirs invite our ear:
Now with sweetly pensive moan,
Coos the turtle dove alone.

3 The voice of my beloved sounds,
While o'er the mountain tops he bounds,
He flies exulting o'er the hills,
And all my soul with transport fills:
Gently doth he chide me stay,
Rise my love and come away.

Text Information

• First Line: The voice of my beloved sounds
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1783
• Notes: For CHESHUNT

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