Songs you made just to hear me laugh

(Love is)

Memory, hither come and tune your merry notes ;
And while upon the wind your music floats
I’ll dance upon the strings 
Where sighing lovers dream, 
And wish for fancies as they pass within my soul;
I’ll drink of the melody
And hear you sing
And there I’ll lie and dream the day along ;
And when the night comes, I’ll go to places fit for woe
Walking along the darken’d valley, 
With silent melancholy.

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