Tasso and the Sisters Tasso's Spirit: The Nuptials of Juno: The Skeletons: The Spirits of the Ocean. Poems, By Thomas Wade |
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The Maiden woke and vow'd that ne'er
Did vision so divine appear;
And gaily said that, as she slept,
A host of Spirits o'er her swept,
And sang beneath the virgin Moon
Unto their lyres melodious tune;
That others danc'd in beauteous guise,
Then vanish'd from her stedfast eyes:—
And Reumon smil'd—and fondly broke
With joyful lip her gentle speech;
Of love and pleasure wildly spoke,
And the rare tales that Poet's teach:—
And Laura listen'd to the voice
Of him she worshipp'd, and the eye
Of Bard did never so rejoice,—
In watching each bright sphere on high
And all the glories that take birth
From Ocean, or the wondrous Earth,—
As did that Maiden's, whilst she gaz'd
On Reumon, as her charms he prais'd,
Vowing that words of love were ne'er
Breath'd into lovelier maiden's ear.—
I said she worshipp'd—and her heart
To his was bound by fetters strong;
And words of his could e'er impart
More charms to her, than syren's song,
In days of old, to those whose oar
Approach'd Sicania's dang'rous shore.
'Tis sung the Hamadryades
Depended on their kindred trees;
With them to life did slowly spring,
Divine beyond imagining;
Bloom'd as they flourish'd, and decay'd
When their lov'd boughs in dust were laid:—
And even thus the Maiden young
On Reumon's love for being hung;
And youth and bloom would soon have died
Could aught have made that love subside.
Did vision so divine appear;
And gaily said that, as she slept,
A host of Spirits o'er her swept,
And sang beneath the virgin Moon
Unto their lyres melodious tune;
That others danc'd in beauteous guise,
Then vanish'd from her stedfast eyes:—
And Reumon smil'd—and fondly broke
With joyful lip her gentle speech;
Of love and pleasure wildly spoke,
And the rare tales that Poet's teach:—
And Laura listen'd to the voice
Of him she worshipp'd, and the eye
Of Bard did never so rejoice,—
In watching each bright sphere on high
And all the glories that take birth
From Ocean, or the wondrous Earth,—
As did that Maiden's, whilst she gaz'd
On Reumon, as her charms he prais'd,
Vowing that words of love were ne'er
Breath'd into lovelier maiden's ear.—
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To his was bound by fetters strong;
And words of his could e'er impart
More charms to her, than syren's song,
In days of old, to those whose oar
Approach'd Sicania's dang'rous shore.
'Tis sung the Hamadryades
Depended on their kindred trees;
With them to life did slowly spring,
Divine beyond imagining;
Bloom'd as they flourish'd, and decay'd
When their lov'd boughs in dust were laid:—
And even thus the Maiden young
On Reumon's love for being hung;
And youth and bloom would soon have died
Could aught have made that love subside.
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