Xanthippi
When fair Xanthippi strikes the lyre,
Her dulcet voice, her speaking eye
Kindle within my soul a fire
Responsive to the melody.
When, where and how my passion came
I know not and I may not tell:
But that I burn in love's fierce flame
My heart knows all too well.
Her dulcet voice, her speaking eye
Kindle within my soul a fire
Responsive to the melody.
When, where and how my passion came
I know not and I may not tell:
But that I burn in love's fierce flame
My heart knows all too well.
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