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The brilliant visions floating o'er thy brain,
bloom again ?
Ah! through life's chequer'd range, but one such hour Of cloudless radiance shines
the breast; 'Tis that when Love comes with a conqueror's power,
And reigns sole monarch of the heart confess'd ; When (like the Indian wood of sacred fame) The bosom's lord pours forth its sweetness to the
In after years a thousand passions take
Possession of the soul; with cunning art They win its fond idolatry, and make
Themselves a shrine to rest in! To the heart Love comes but once, like blossom to the rose, The deep soul-searching flame our first affection
Ay, ye may smile, ye stoics ! but 'tis true,
And not the fiction of a poet's brain : The heart's first bloom of love, like morning dew,
Once brush'd, ne'er sparkles on the flower again, Till the long day is closed in evening skies, And on the drooping plant another morn arise !
Mrs. C. B. Wilson.
THE DIFFIDENCE OF LOVE.
Why should I blush to own I love ?
Why should I seek the thickest shade,
Is it a weakness thus to dwell
HENRY KIRK White.
THE PRIDE OF LOVE.
'Tis strange with how much power and pride
Oh! why should woman ever love,
Sister ! since I met thee last,
Yes! thy varying cheek hath caught
Tell me not the tale, my flower !
Tell me not of kind thoughts wasted;
THE TRYSTING HOUR.
The night-wind's Eolian breezes,
Chase melody o'er the grove,
Float rosy the woodlands above;
The stars hang their lamps in the sky, 'Tis lovely the landscape to view, love,
When each bloom has a tear in its eye.
So stilly the evening is closing
Bright dew-drops are heard as they fall, Eolian whispers reposing,
Breathe softly, I hear my love call ; Yes ! the light fairy step of my true love,
The night breeze is wafting to me ; Over heath-bell and violet blue, love, Perfuming the shadowy lea.
THOMAS LYLE. LOVE'S HERALDS.
Love's heralds should be thoughts
Oh! for some fairy talisman to conjure
Sir E. L. BULWER.
A voiceless sigh,
When thy beauty draws nigh: Unperceived I would steal o'er thy cheek of down, And kiss thy soft lips uncheck'd by a frown.