As man can never hope to know, My love, like her that gave it birth, Has not its likeness on this earth. I love not, O I cannot love As other beings do— Mine is the soul's idolatry, As fierce as it is true; A raging flame that will not die- They coldly tell me-Time will cure This fond delirium of the heart This murderer of my rest. They tell me Time's been ever found To heal a slighted lover's wound. But let the chilly cynics preach To tamer souls than mine, I scorn to be compassion's slave- Yes! death for me has little sting, If all this world could give To gladden life—has faithlessly And yet, O heaven! 'tis hard to die To perish-for one's constancy! TO C. J. A. "Breast to breast, and lip to lip, our souls Shall flee together, and our latest sighs Mingle in death!" "I will live in thy eyes, die in thy lap, And be buried in thy heart." REMEMBEREST thou the gladsome time When joy was in its spring, And Cupid fann'd our early love O then, though nurs'd in beauty's lap, Yet well thou knowest, even then, Thou wert my darling still. I've ever thought true-love should be Like that enduring flame, Which vestal sighs were wont to keep Undyingly the same. So like that constant fire, my love, No earthly blight can chill, For after ten fast-fleeting years, Thou art my darling still. And when thy present roses shall I'll fold thee closer to my heart, Then smile upon thy faithful one, For while I live, my gentle Kate, Thou❜lt be my darling still. THE LOVE-LETTER. TO GEORGIANA. "For if you'll fly from love's connubial rights, 'Till one as charming as yourself invites, None of our sex can ever bless your bed Ne'er think of wooing, for you ne'er can wed." "O let me breathe one vow upon that lip, beside whose hue The morning rose would sicken and grow pale." "Esperer aupres d'elle vant mieux que jouer avec tout autre." Lady, if thou wilt be mine Take, O take this slender ring— Be it love, the golden shrine Of our sweetest worshipping. At the dim and vesper hour When the sunny light has died, Lady, seek the silent bower, Love has curtain'd for my bride. |