 | Poetical fragments of the late Richard Alfred Millikin |  |
SONNET.
[I saw the morn her orient wings unfold]
I saw the morn her orient wings unfold,And up the east direct her rosy flight,
And Flora all englitter'd in her bower,
Display her multitude of pearls so bright,
Wooing the glance of Phæbus from afar:
I saw the spring array the naked year
In vesture all of green, with gems emboss'd
And purple wreaths profuse, and leafy crown:
I saw pale Cynthia in her silver car,
Amid her circling orbs illume the sky,
And shed her modest glory o'er the night—
A soothing sight to the lone pilgrim's eye:
But never did I sight so joyous see,
As is the smile of her I love to me.—
| Poetical fragments of the late Richard Alfred Millikin | |