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BEAUTY. |
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BEAUTY.
(1827.)
Oh, Beauty is the master charm,
The syren of the soul,
Whose magic zone encompasseth
Creation with control;
The love and light of human Kind,
And foster-flame of ev'ry mind.
The syren of the soul,
Whose magic zone encompasseth
Creation with control;
The love and light of human Kind,
And foster-flame of ev'ry mind.
'Twas Beauty hung the blue-robed heavens,
She glitters in each star;
Or trippeth on the twilight-breeze
In melody afar;
She danceth on the dimpled stream,
And gambols in the ripple's gleam,
She glitters in each star;
Or trippeth on the twilight-breeze
In melody afar;
She danceth on the dimpled stream,
And gambols in the ripple's gleam,
She couches on the coral wave,
And garlandeth the sea;
Or weaves a music in the wind
Which murmurs from the lea;
She paints the clouds, and points the ray,
And basketh in the blush of day.
And garlandeth the sea;
Or weaves a music in the wind
Which murmurs from the lea;
She paints the clouds, and points the ray,
And basketh in the blush of day.
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She sits among the blossom'd trees
And streaks the bud and flower;
Becharms the air, and drops the dew
Upon the moonlit-bower:
'Tis she unwreaths the locks of Night,
And freshens nature with delight.
And streaks the bud and flower;
Becharms the air, and drops the dew
Upon the moonlit-bower:
'Tis she unwreaths the locks of Night,
And freshens nature with delight.
And Woman!—Beauty was the power
That with angelic grace
Breathed love around her glowing form,
And magic in her face;
She twined the tendrils of her hair,
And on that brow—Her throne is there!
That with angelic grace
Breathed love around her glowing form,
And magic in her face;
She twined the tendrils of her hair,
And on that brow—Her throne is there!
Oh! Beauty is the master-charm,
The syren of the soul,
Whose magic zone encompasseth
Creation with control:
The love and light of human Kind,
And foster-flame of ev'ry mind.
The syren of the soul,
Whose magic zone encompasseth
Creation with control:
The love and light of human Kind,
And foster-flame of ev'ry mind.
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