Hervey, Thomas Kibble, "Song." in The Bijou; (London: William Pickering , 1828)
   
      
         
            
               The Bijou; 
               or Annual of Literature and the Arts
            
            compiled by William Fraser
            
            
               
                  William Pickering
               
               London
            
            1828
            
               
                  p. 76
               
            
         
      
      
         
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               Song
            
            
               By T.K. Hervey,
                  Esq.
            
            
               COME, touch the harp, my gentle one!
               And let the notes be sad and low,
               Such as may breathe, in every tone,
               The soul of long ago!
               That smile of thine is all too bright
               For aching hearts, and lovely years,
               And, dearly as I love its light,
               To- day I would have tears!
            
            
            
               Yet weep not thus, my gentle girl!
               No smile of thine has lost its spells;
               By heaven! I love thy lightest curl,
               Oh! more than fondly well!
               Then touch the lyre, and let it wile
               All thought of grief and gloom away,
               While thou art by, with harp and smile,
               I will not weep, to- day!