. A selection of posthumous poems. LINES TO LOVE AND BEAUTY. Thy sweet black eye, That looks so sly,Yet chastened down with virgin blushes; My soul must charm, My breast must warm,—Eesistless love is in its rushes, If blessed with thee, My lot should be,All other bliss should sink and die : And lifes sweet hours, Ye guardian powers,Should wrap my soul in purest joy. 62 r i i ii pl^rMKVTSja^^ \i i . - • . , U . ? .:. Where heav5n pervades,Our tranquil souls should bathe in love; < 1 74 LINES TO LOVE AND BEAUT V. In blissful shades, The smiling sky,Should light thine eye,—More sparkling t

---

. A selection of posthumous poems. LINES TO LOVE AND BEAUTY. Thy sweet black eye, That looks so sly,Yet chastened down with virgin blushes; My soul must charm, My breast must warm,—Eesistless love is in its rushes, If blessed with thee, My lot should be,All other bliss should sink and die : And lifes sweet hours, Ye guardian powers,Should wrap my soul in purest joy. 62 r i i ii pl^rMKVTSja^^ \i i . - • . , U . ? .:. Where heav5n pervades,Our tranquil souls should bathe in love; < 1 74 LINES TO LOVE AND BEAUT V. In blissful shades, The smiling sky,Should light thine eye,—More sparkling than the stars above. That tender breast, Its love confest,When first encircled in these arms: The rapturous kiss, The untold bliss,—What blushing sweetness in those charms ! Not the blue sky, In vault so high,Which watching shepherds gaze beguiles ;— Nor yet the rose, Which sweetly blows,Can be compared to thy sweet smiles ! «». M^y Av-j^Sri^^

---

Size: 998px × 2504px
Photo credit: © The Reading Room / Alamy / Afripics
License: Licensed
Model Released: No

Keywords: ., bo, bookcentury1800, bookdecade1860, bookidselectionofposth00peak