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TO HER I LOVE.

LEND me the light that fills thine eyes

With lustre that the diamond wears;

Lend me the soul that wings the skies,

And converse with Jehovah shares;

And I will pass the starry round,

Where none but glorious sweets abound.

Bless me with that benignant look

That Mercy entertains for thee,

And lead me to that sacred book

Which points the way to heaven for me;

And lost to earth and sensual love,

My home shall be with Christ above!

LOVELY MAIDEN! EVER BEAMING.

LOVELY maiden! ever beaming

As thou art with native joy,

Why is rude invective teeming

With its unabashed alloy;

Why are sin's malignant wiles

Charged upon thy maiden smiles?

Happy as the dreamless child

Waking from a long repose,

Thou hast playfully beguiled

Nature of her loveliest rose ;
Flourish near and nearer still,
Fill my cup of sweetness, fill.

Faithful as a seraph tending

Virtue through the gates of death,

Thou delightest in befriending

Others to their latest breath;

Happy if thou canst but give

Comfort to them whilst they live.

Now the private circle gracing,

Where redundant health obtains,

Thou art fondly seen embracing

Loveliness where'er it reigns,

Watchful only to impart

Bliss to every kindred heart.

Fairer than surrounding daughters,

Pledged to vain and foolish mirth, Thine illustrious life hath taught us

Wisdom only from thy birth;

Shine as ever, whilst I render

Homage to thy matchless splendour!

Is it that thy angel form,

Gifted with a soul as pure,

Thus provokes the foulest storm
Virtue can on earth endure?

Oh! then be thy heavenly store
Poured upon thee more and more.

Every mean assault shall bring thee

Riches to the world unknown;

Every righteous thought shall wing thee

Nearer the eternal throne:

Living thus in heaven's own light,

Smile throughout thy brilliant flight.

STANZAS

ADDRESSED TO A YOUNG LADY, AFTER AN ABSENCE

OF SOME YEARS.

To me the presence of thy form, dear maid,

Wherein is loveliness itself displayed,

Recals impressions of an earlier date,

When childhood's graces did around thee wait.

Accustomed as I then had been to trace

The promise fair in many a youthful face,

I saw but faintly that the coming years

Would bring o'er thee the change that now appears.

That dimpled smile, which once benignly shone

With hallowed light peculiarly its own,

On all who chanced within thy range to fall,

Beams only now at Wisdom's sacred call.

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