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SONGS OF THE SOUL

METHOUGHT I HEARD A VOICE

Singing by the rillMy voice doth thrillWith echoes of my thoughtBy fancies brought.
I wandered in my playOn faerie fields away;I stopped to muse, rejoice;—Methought I heard a voice!
The flowers of that fieldOf wondrous hues,—perfumedWith essence of the heart—did yieldDelicious joys undreamed.
Behind the thin bright veilOf scented feelingsI saw some fitful flash:Some Glistening Presence rush.

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