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Across the world she sends me word, / From gardens fair as Falerina's, / Now by a blossom, now a bird, / To come to her, who long has lured / With magic sweeter than Alcina's.
I know not what her word may mean, / I know not what may mean the voices / She sends as messengers serene, / That through the silvery silence lean, / To tell me where her heart rejoices.
But I must go! I must away! / Must take the path that is appointed! / God grant I find her realm some day! / Where, by her love, as by a ray, / My soul shall be anointed.