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The poetical remains of William Sidney Walker

... Edited with a memoir of the author by the Rev. J. Moultrie

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TO CHARLOTTE AMY MAY,
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 


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TO CHARLOTTE AMY MAY,

Daughter of B. H. Kennedy, Born May 14, 1832.

Fair first-born flower of middle May,
With silken leaves as white as day,
And eye of tender blue;
Sweet nursling, born in happy hour,
Where Ida spreads her greenest bower
O'er loving hearts and true:
Or art thou, with thy looks and smiles,
And motions, and unconscious wiles,
A playful Ivy rather,
Weaving in many a circlet fine
Thy little tendrils, to entwine
A pair of hearts together?

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Thy growth is under kindly skies,
The sunshine of beloved eyes
Is on thee all day long;
And all the airs of joy, that roam
The Eden of that happy home,
Disport thy leaves among.
A stranger sought that Paradise,
To bathe his parched heart and eyes
In its delicious green;
And when he thinks of that lone bower,
He thinks of thee, Spring's favourite flower,
And May-time's infant Queen.
 

Keats calls the musk=rose “mid-May's eldest child.”

A mistake of the Poet's; the little Lady's eyes were dark.

Ida, says the Scholiast, is the exoteric name of Harrow Hill

I am afraid this illustration is not the Poet's own; but no matter for that.