Part 2 — "O, INEXPRESSIBLE AS SWEET"
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O, inexpressible as sweet, Love takes my voice away; I cannot tell thee when we meet What most I long to say.
But hadst thou hearing in thy heart To know what beats in mine, Then shouldst thou walk, where'er thou art, In melodies divine.
So warbling birds lift higher notes Than to our ears belong; The music fills their throbbing throats, But silence steals the song.
George Edward Woodberry [1855-1930]