CXXIII.
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Such visions, poised upon entrancing notes, May waft some waif toward congenial ports; Poised on the wind, ineffable music floats, In the enchantress face holding her courts; In the harmonious pants of drunken joy; In the traitorous interchange of random vows; In the commutual wave of forest boughs; In thought, whose arbitrary response wakes, Fashioning the melody to peculiar laws; In passion, surging, by its own quick shakes, Wresting aside the unapprehensive cause; Swift-winged ideas waft her from her throne; Music scarce knows the offspring for her own.