When Through The Piazzetta

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Title:     When Through The Piazzetta
Author: Thomas Moore [More Titles by Moore]

(VENETIAN AIR.)

When thro' the Piazzetta
Night breathes her cool air,
Then, dearest Ninetta,
I'll come to thee there.
Beneath thy mask shrouded,
I'll know thee afar,
As Love knows tho' clouded
His own Evening Star.

In garb, then, resembling
Some gay gondolier,
I'll whisper thee, trembling,
"Our bark, love, is near:
"Now, now, while there hover
"Those clouds o'er the moon,
"'Twill waft thee safe over
"Yon silent Lagoon."

[The end]
Thomas Moore's poem: When Through The Piazzetta

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