 | [Poems by Drake in] The life and works of Joseph Rodman Drake (1795-1820) |  |
XXXI
But oh! how fair the shape that layBeneath a rainbow bending bright,
She seemed to the entranced fay
The loveliest of the forms of light;
Her mantle was the purple rolled
At twilight in the west afar;
'Twas tied with threads of dawning gold,
And buttoned with a sparkling star.
Her face was like the lily rune
That hides the vestal planet's hue;
Her eyes two beamlets from the moon,
Set floating in the welkin blue.
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And the diamond gems which round it gleam
Are the pure drops of dewy even
Which ne'er have left their native heaven.
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