Sonnets, Lyrics and Translations By the Rev. Charles Turner [i.e. Charles Tennyson] |
THE TRAVELLER AND HIS WIFE'S RINGLET. |
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THE TRAVELLER AND HIS WIFE'S RINGLET.
I have a circlet of thy sunny hair,A light from home, a blessing to mine eyes;
Though grave and mournful thoughts will often rise,
As I behold it mutely glistening there,
So still, so passive! like a treasure's key,
Unconscious of the dreams it doth compel,
Of gems and gold, high-pil'd in secret cell,
Too royal for a vulgar gaze to see!
If they were stolen, the key could never tell;
If thou wert dead, what should thy ringlet say?
It shows the same, betide thee ill or well,
Smiling in love, or shrouded in decay;
It cannot darken for dead Isabel,
Nor blanch, if thy young head grew white to-day!
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