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I / Her violin! -- Again begin / The dream-notes of her violin; / And dim and fair, with gold-brown hair, / I seem to see her standing there, / Soft-eyed and sweetly slender: / The room again, with strain on strain, / Vibrates to LOVE's melodious pain, / As, sloping slow, is poised her bow, / While round her form the golden glow / Of sunset spills its splendour.
II / Her violin! -- now deep, now thin, / Again I hear her violin; / And, dream by dream, again I seem / To see the love-light's tender gleam / Beneath her eyes' long lashes: / While to my heart she seems a part / Of her pure song's inspired art; / And, as she plays, the rosy grays / Of twilight halo hair and face, / While sunset burns to ashes.