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Poem – My Soul is Dark – George Gordon Byron

My soul is dark – Oh! quickly string  The harp I yet can brook to hear;  And let thy gentle fingers fling  Its melting murmurs o’er mine ear.  If in this heart a hope be dear,  That sound shall charm … Continue reading

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