 | Zóphiël ; or, the bride of seven |  |
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To whisper softly in her ear he bent,
But draws him back restrained: a higher power,
That loved her, and would keep her innocent,
Repelled his evil touch. And from her bower,
But draws him back restrained: a higher power,
That loved her, and would keep her innocent,
Repelled his evil touch. And from her bower,
To lead the maid, Sèphora comes: the sprite,
Half baffled, followed, hovering on unseen,
Till Meles, fair to see, and nobly dight,
Received his pensive bride. Gentle of mien,
Half baffled, followed, hovering on unseen,
Till Meles, fair to see, and nobly dight,
Received his pensive bride. Gentle of mien,
She meekly stood. He fastened round her arms
Rings of refulgent ore; low and apart
Murmuring, “So, beauteous captive! shall thy charms
For ever thrall and clasp thy captive's heart.”
Rings of refulgent ore; low and apart
Murmuring, “So, beauteous captive! shall thy charms
For ever thrall and clasp thy captive's heart.”
| Zóphiël ; or, the bride of seven | |