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I Heard You Solemn-Sweet Pipes of the Organ

I HEARD you solemn-sweet pipes of the organ as last Sunday morn I passed the church,

Winds of autumn, as I walked the woods at dusk I heard your long-stretched sighs up above so mournful,

I heard the perfect Italian tenor singing at the opera, I heard the soprano in the midst of the quartet singing;

Heart of my love! you too I heard murmuring low through one of the wrists around my head,

Heard the pulse of you when all was still ringing little bells last night under my ear.