Song. From Zapolya

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - Non-Music, Poetry (Literature)
Song. From Zapolya
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A Sunny shaft did I behold,  From sky to earth it slanted: And poised therein a bird so bold—  Sweet bird, thou wert enchanted! He sank, he rose, he twinkled, he trolled  Within that shaft of sunny mist; His eyes of fire, his beak of gold,  All else of amethyst! And thus he sang: 'Adieu! adieu! Love's dreams prove seldom true. The blossoms they make no delay: The sparkling dew-drops will not stay.  Sweet month of May,    We must away;      Far, far away!        To-day! to-day!'
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- Samuel Taylor Coleridge