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XXII. BRAID NOT THE JEWEL.
Braid not the jewel, love, in thy hair!
For such adornment thou art too fair.
For such adornment thou art too fair.
Suits not the diamond tresses so light,
Floating like golden mist, changefully bright.
Floating like golden mist, changefully bright.
Weave its wild lustre through the dark braids,
Whose raven cluster Helen's eye shades.
Whose raven cluster Helen's eye shades.
There will its splendour fittingly play;
Thou art too tender for such array.
Thou art too tender for such array.
Take this white rose, love, stainless as thou,
Let it repose, over thy brow.
Let it repose, over thy brow.
And as its fragrance softly steals by,
Sweet as thy balmy breath, pure as thy sigh,
Sweet as thy balmy breath, pure as thy sigh,
Think of the lover, in whose fond sight
No gem of Ophir could lend thee light!
No gem of Ophir could lend thee light!
Poems by Frances Sargent Osgood | ||