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声音简介
Give me a golden pen, and let me lean
On heaped-up flowers, in regions clear, and far;
Bring me a talbet whiter than a star,
Or hand of hymning angel, when 'tis seen
The silver strings of heavenly harp atween:
And let there glide by many a pearly car,
Pink harf-discovered wings, and glances keen.
The white let music wander round my ears,
And as it reaches each delicious ending,
Let me write down a line of glorious tone,
And full of many wonders of the spheres:
For what a height my spirit is contending!
'Tis not content so soon to be alone.
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