Stedman and Hutchinson, comps. A Library of American Literature:
An Anthology in Eleven Volumes. 1891.
Vols. IX–XI: Literature of the Republic, Part IV., 1861–1889
Song: ‘Your heart is a music-box’
By Frances Sargent Osgood (1811–1850)[From Poems. Illustrated Edition. 1850.]
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With exquisite tunes at command,
Of melody sweetest and clearest,
If tried by a delicate hand;
But its workmanship, love, is so fine,
At a single rude touch it would break;
Then, oh! be the magic key mine,
Its fairy-like whispers to wake.
And there’s one little tune it can play,
That I fancy all others above—
You learned it of Cupid one day—
It begins with and ends with “I love!” “I love!”
My heart echoes to it “I love!”