The Heavenly Ball
A Fragment
[Dedication to G.D. Bysak. Esqr.]
I intended to make this a long poem, My Gour!
But I find me too idle to do it.
But unfinished as it is, yet to you, My Gour!
I do dedicate, so you must take it.
Tho short, oh! too short is the time we've My Gour!
To meet on this side of the tomb, killing thought!
Yet, Friendship and Love shall be e'er ours My Gour!
Where 'er may Fate lend me thou shan't be forgot!
The night was fair the heavenly hall
Was thronged with stars all soft and bright
'Twas plain some spirit gave a ball.
For never never, mortal sight
Behold a more splendid scene!
The moon was on the chair, Fair Queen!
A halo rainbow hued as fair
As that which Future seems to wear.
When seen thro Fancy 's magic glass,
Encircled 'round her while her glance
Made e'en Darkness (oh! so sweet it was!)
Put on a lovelier countenance!--
* * * *
Poem no: 18
No comments:
Post a Comment