Song—To * * * *.

From: The Dial, Vol. I, No. I (July 1840).
Author:
Published: Weeks Jordan and Company 1840 Boston

TO * * * *

O fair and stately maid, whose eye
Was kindled in the upper sky
At the same torch that lighted mine;
For so I must interpret still
Thy sweet dominion o’er my will
A sympathy divine.

Ah! let me blameless gaze upon
Features that seem in heart my own,
Nor fear those watchful sentinels
Which charm the more their glance forbids,
Chaste-glowing underneath their lids
With fire that draws while it repels.


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