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This song to the flower of Flaxman's joy,
To the blossom of hope for a sweet decoy; Do all that you can, or all that you may, To entice1 him to Felpham and far away. Away to sweet Felpham, for Heaven is there; The Ladder of Angels descends3 thro' the air; On the turret4 its spiral does softly descend2, Thro' the village then winds, at my cot it does end. You stand in the village and look up to Heaven; The precious stones glitter on flights seventy-seven; And my brother is there, and my friend and thine Descend and ascend5 with the bread and the wine. The bread of sweet thought and the wine of delight Feed the village of Felpham by day and by night, And at his own door the bless'd Hermit6 does stand, Dispensing7 unceasing to all the wide land. 点击收听单词发音
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