Leoline, and Lyrics of LifeHall, Virtue, 1859 - 190 pages |
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Page 110 - Her splendour round the maiden flowed ! Then I grew jealous of all things On which the maiden cast her eyes ; For touched with love all Nature sings, And earth seems nearer to the skies ! I loved her from that hallowed eve ; She vowed her lot in life was mine ; I doubted not, and now believe, That Love once born must be divine ! MAIDEN OF THE DEEP DARK EYES.
Page 95 - Like ivory sunned with rays of gold ! Her voice is low, but with a tone That music's magic cannot aid ; Sweet as the murmur of a rill, Whose...
Page 109 - O'er which the fondling zephyrs strayed ; With affluence shook each raven tress, Imprisoned in pearl-sprinkled braid ! Large clusters of white lilac bloom In adoration o'er her bowed; i For thro' the evening's dusky gloom, They saw her face with charms endowed. While I grew tremulous to see How low they drooped her brow to reach ; For I believed they strove to be, Near to her cheeks flushed like a peach ! I envied all the leaves that stirred, Lest they should round her beauty crowd...
Page 109 - I would not there have been too late, For all the flattery of Fame. And lightly fluttered her sweet dress, O'er which the fondling zephyrs strayed ; With affluence shook each raven tress, Imprisoned in pearl-sprinkled braid ! Large clusters of white lilac bloom In adoration o'er her bowed; i For thro...
Page 95 - In attitude of sweetest grace ; And brings to mind the glorious thought Of angel in an earthly place ! Her hands are white as...
Page 96 - And reads some simple poet's rhymes ; And feels that Eden yet might bloom And hide the world's uncounted crimes ! So fair...