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Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1835. Excerpt: ... LINES ON.... SINGING. The music springs from thy pure breast, Like Venus from the Sea; Her birth lulled storm and surge to rest, So might thy Minstrelsy. And yet that minstrelsy exerts, More sweet, more solemn power; Hushing the storms in human hearts, E''en in their mightiest hour! Originally published in the Keepsake. TO OTHERS GIVE THY LOVELIEST SMILES. To others give thy loveliest smiles, Thy honeyed words of joy and cheer; For others keep thy winning wiles:--Give me thine every tear! To all dispense thy looks of Light; The sunshine of the lips and eyes--That living sunshine, more than bright: Give me thy thoughts and sighs! With others share thy happiest hours, Thy spirit''s light and brilliant mood, Thy wit''s fair gems, thy fancy''s flowers:--Give me thy solitude! And let those gay and summer friends, Thy notice and thy favour claim; And still, when day''s fleet season ends, Breathe in thy prayers--my name! Theirs be thy sunny-sparkling smiles; Theirs--theirs each radiant glance of thine; The glance that binds while it beguiles--The smiles that scathing shine! And since thou lov''st not hallowed sadness, But shrink''st from sorrow''s lightest breath; With others live a life of gladness:--Give me thine hour of Death! That hour--the last of troublous life--When destiny and dust must part; And hopes and fears make deadlier strife Than the cold hand on our heart: When hearts, that deem''d they loved before, Such love forget--forego; And (Passion''s fevered throb past o''er) Shrink from their share of woe! When hearts, whose Love was false and light, Live on--and love no longer; Then my Love, like the stars in night, Shall steadier shine, and stronger! Yet, if this wretched hope--e''en this, May not to me be given: Oh! thine be all Earth hath of bliss; And may w...