Nacoochee ; or, the beautiful star, with other Poems | ||
III.
Her eyes were bright with melody,'Neath that dark fringe which hangs above,
Like heaven's pavilion guarding love;
And when her dark melodious eye
Illumed her bright cherubick thought,
It seemed as if by lightnings caught,
And tears came out like clouds on high!
Nacoochee ; or, the beautiful star, with other Poems | ||