Queen Berengaria's Courtesy, and Other Poems By the Lady E. Stuart Wortley. In Three Vols |
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BUT LET ME LOOK ON THEE. |
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BUT LET ME LOOK ON THEE.
But let me look on thee and live!
For now I perish and I pine;
And all that life hath left, would give
To meet that deep dark eye of thine!
For now I perish and I pine;
And all that life hath left, would give
To meet that deep dark eye of thine!
I dream, I hope, I ask no more—
Yet seems it much to crave of Fate,
So utterly do I adore,
And I have been so desolate!
Yet seems it much to crave of Fate,
So utterly do I adore,
And I have been so desolate!
Oh! let me look on thee and live,
Forgetting tortures long, and lone,
With Hope and Fear I wildly strive,
Upon a sea of troubles thrown!
Forgetting tortures long, and lone,
With Hope and Fear I wildly strive,
Upon a sea of troubles thrown!
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I languish for one long, long look,
As prisoned wretches pant for air,
Or hunted Hart for woodland brook,
Or Exile for his birth-place fair!
As prisoned wretches pant for air,
Or hunted Hart for woodland brook,
Or Exile for his birth-place fair!
Oh! let me look on thee and live!—
Grant this, and I no more shall droop;
It is not much for thee to give,
'Tis all that I can ask or hope!
Grant this, and I no more shall droop;
It is not much for thee to give,
'Tis all that I can ask or hope!
The face of Nature seemeth changed,
The face of Man, too, seems to be
Grown strange to me—who feel estranged
From every thing but thoughts of thee!
The face of Man, too, seems to be
Grown strange to me—who feel estranged
From every thing but thoughts of thee!
Oh! let me look on thee and live!
Then all this suffering shall be o'er;
It is not much for thee to give
'Tis all I dream of Joy, and more!
Then all this suffering shall be o'er;
It is not much for thee to give
'Tis all I dream of Joy, and more!
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