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[Poems by Wilde in] Richard Henry Wilde

His Life and Selected Poems

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[Bright as the diamond of the mine]
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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[Bright as the diamond of the mine]

Bright as the diamond of the mine
Soft as the azure of the sky,
Of earthly things the most divine,
Is woman's eye.

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Gay sweet and warm as laughing beams
Sporting around a sunny isle,
Or glittering spray from falling streams,
Is woman's smile.
Melodious as the soft south breeze
The voice of waters, song of birds,
Or ripple slight of summer seas,
Are woman's words.
Delicious as the breath of Spring
At morn upon the mountain's tip,
While flowers their odours round her fling,
Is Woman's lip.
Pure soft and mild as silver light
That smiles upon us from above
Shed by the orbs that rule the night
Is Woman's Love!
 

“... [Manu,] the great lawgiver of Hindustan's long catalogue of things pure and impure, says the ‘mouth of a woman is constantly pure,’ and he ranks it with the running waters and the sun beams. He suggests that their names should be agreeable, soft, clear captivating the fancy auspicious, ending in long vowels, resembling words of benediction.”

Tod's Rajahst'han. Vol. 1. p. 611