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They brought him a chalice of wroughten gold
And brimmed it with southern wine—
Pressed by the dark-eyed Doric girl
From the fruit of the Cyprian vine.
The delicate leaf of a snow-white rose
He dropped on its glowing breast—
It fluttered and swayed in the fragrant air,
Then sank to its ruby rest.
But the goblet's brim of wroughten gold
No drop did overflow
So gently the Cyprian wine upbore
The rose-leaf, white as snow.
And brimmed it with southern wine—
Pressed by the dark-eyed Doric girl
From the fruit of the Cyprian vine.
The delicate leaf of a snow-white rose
He dropped on its glowing breast—
It fluttered and swayed in the fragrant air,
Then sank to its ruby rest.
But the goblet's brim of wroughten gold
No drop did overflow
So gently the Cyprian wine upbore
The rose-leaf, white as snow.
Thy heart, O friend, is full of love to-night,
All quivering with its overweight of bliss,
Yet mindful of the Past's evanished light;
I humbly, Hawthorne, dare implore thee this—
That as I lowly kneel before thy shrine,
And unto thee my grateful tribute bring,
Thou will not spurn from thee this heart of mine,
But kindly take the simple offering.
So shall my love lie lightly upon thine,
Like snow-white rose-leaf on the Cyprian wine.
All quivering with its overweight of bliss,
Yet mindful of the Past's evanished light;
I humbly, Hawthorne, dare implore thee this—
That as I lowly kneel before thy shrine,
And unto thee my grateful tribute bring,
Thou will not spurn from thee this heart of mine,
But kindly take the simple offering.
So shall my love lie lightly upon thine,
Like snow-white rose-leaf on the Cyprian wine.
For June 20, 1855,
Hartford, Conn.
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