Poems By Edward Quillinan. With a Memoir by William Johnston |
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WRITTEN IN THE ALBUM OF EDITH MAY SOUTHEY, WHO FORBADE COMPLIMENT. |
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WRITTEN IN THE ALBUM OF EDITH MAY SOUTHEY, WHO FORBADE COMPLIMENT.
Art thou a creature to enchant,
Exquisitely elegant,
And delicately fair!
Form'd in the spirit of the plan
Of nature, when she made a swan,
A lily, and a star!
Exquisitely elegant,
And delicately fair!
Form'd in the spirit of the plan
Of nature, when she made a swan,
A lily, and a star!
Is thine that union undefined,
Of harmony, of form, and mind,
Whose type was Beauty's zone?
The voice and smile that charm together;
Like sun and breeze in vernal weather
At play with flowers new blown?
Of harmony, of form, and mind,
Whose type was Beauty's zone?
The voice and smile that charm together;
Like sun and breeze in vernal weather
At play with flowers new blown?
Hast thou the glory of a name,
Familiar to melodious fame,
And dear to Fancy's lyre?
Do streams and birds from rock and brake
Proclaim thee nymph of Derwent Lake,
In honour of thy sire?
Familiar to melodious fame,
And dear to Fancy's lyre?
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Proclaim thee nymph of Derwent Lake,
In honour of thy sire?
And must I on this page of thine,
Without one laudatory line,
Poetic tribute pay?
Well—thou art not to be denied,
Though Skiddaw frown, though Greta chide,
Sweet Edith, I obey.
Without one laudatory line,
Poetic tribute pay?
Well—thou art not to be denied,
Though Skiddaw frown, though Greta chide,
Sweet Edith, I obey.
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