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TO A LOFTY BEAUTY, FROM HER POOR KINSMAN. |
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XXXIV. TO A LOFTY BEAUTY, FROM HER POOR KINSMAN.
Fair maid, had I not heard thy baby cries,Nor seen thy girlish, sweet vicissitude,
Thy mazy motions, striving to elude,
Yet wooing still a parent's watchful eyes,
Thy humours, many as the opal's dies,
And lovely all;—methinks thy scornful mood,
And bearing high of stately womanhood,—
Thy brow, where Beauty sits to tyrannize
O'er humble love, had made me sadly fear thee;
For never sure was seen a royal bride,
Whose gentleness gave grace to so much pride—
My very thoughts would tremble to be near thee;
But when I see thee at thy father's side,
Old times unqueen thee, and old loves endear thee.
| Poems by Hartley Coleridge | |