From his lush clover covert; · when anew Adventurous knights take up their dinted shields; I saw the sweetest flower wild nature yields, A fresh-blown musk-rose; 'twas the first that threw Its sweets upon the summer: graceful it grew As is the wand that queen Titania wields. And, as I feasted on its fragrancy, I thought the garden-rose it far excell'd; But when, O Wells! thy roses came to me, My sense with their deliciousness was spell'd Soft voices had they, that with tender plea Whisper'd of peace, and truth, and friendliness unquell'd. II. M TO MY BROTHER GEOKGE. ANY the wonders I this day have seen: peers the laurell'd Who from the feathery gold of evening lean;- Its ships, its rocks, its caves, its hopes, its fears, And she her half-discover'd revels keeping. But what, without the social thought of thee, Would be the wonders of the sky and sea? HA ΤΟ III. AD I a man's fair form, then might my sighs Be echoed swiftly through that ivory shell Thine ear, and find thy gentle heart; so well Would passion arm me for the enterprise: But ah ! I am no knight whose foeman dies; No cuirass glistens on my bosom's swell; I am no happy shepherd of the dell Whose lips have trembled with a maiden's eyes. Yet must I doat upon thee, call thee sweet, Sweeter by far than Hybla's honey'd roses When steep'd in dew rich to intoxication. Ah! I will taste that dew, for me 'tis meet, And when the moon her pallid face discloses, I'll gather some by spells, and incantation. |