Poems (Campbell)/Sympathy

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SYMPATHY.
Sweet is the balmy breath of morn, When Summer sheds her rich perfume;And sweet the dew-drops that adorn The op'ning rose-bud's crimson bloom.
But sweeter are the sighs I hear, That Clara's pitying heart reveal;And lovelier is the falling tear That down her tender cheek doth steal.

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