🕦 by 专业玩家网 at 2023-03-26
THERE stands on yonder high mountain
Now as a greybeard I sit here in state,
I hear that darling, darling voice again.The air is warm, and teems with fragrance clear,Sings she perchance for me alone to hear?
At table all else is effacedAs for youth, it but swallows, then whistles an air;As for me, to a jovial resort I'd repair,
But still they're not enough for me.
Oh rapture blest!
That traces alone
Fluttering bird! oh how sweet tastes the ripe fruit to thy bill!Noise there is none to disturb thee, still less to scare away Amor,
Moves the verdure to and fro,
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