NEW to the world, when all was fairy ground, And shapes romantic stream'd before my sight, Thy beauty caught my soul, and tints as bright And fair as fancy's dreams in thee I found. In cold experience when my hopes were drown'd, And life's dark clouds o'er-veil'd in mists of night The forms that wont to fill me with delight, Thy view again dispell'd the darkness round. Shall I forget thee, when the pallid cheek, The sighing voice, wan looks, and plaintive air, No more the roseate hue of health bespeak? Shall I neglect thee as no longer fair? No, lovely maid! If in my heart I seek, Thy beauty deeply is engraven there. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...POOR POLL by ROBERT SEYMOUR BRIDGES A DEATH SCENE by EMILY JANE BRONTE THE TWO TREES by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS THE VOLCANIC ISLAND by CLIFFORD BAX PSALM 9, SELECTION by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE |