And I felt grateful for the grace Which youth and beauty throw around The buoyant air, the mind-lit face, The charm of sight, the joy of sound. Nor fear'd I, that those sunny hours Nor did I chill with aspect grave, Those eyes, which soon may droop with tears, Those hearts, where yet in grief must wave The cypress shade of coming years. One gentle caution kindly given I could have breath'd to every ear Enjoy; but O, forget not Heaven Enjoy; but seek a nobler sphere. THE MAIDEN'S CHOICE. GENTEEL in personage, Noble in heritage, Generous and free; Brave and romantic, Learned not pedantic, Frolic not frantic; Thus must he be. Honor maintaining, Still entertaining, Engaging and new; Neat, but not finical, Never tyrannical, But ever true. ANONYMOUS. THE COUNTERFEIT. OFF with that stain! Rather would I behold Who stains the velvet softness of her cheek O, once methought it would be next to heaven Its idol;) but away - Truth is my idol, Yes; sooner would I taste that faithless fruit, Than kiss thy cheek, thou roseate lie! Give me To press the paleness of the lily's leaf, And I will nourish it, and my true love Shall pour upon its petals fair a glow Richer than thou canst draw from falsehood's store! Lips, too? Must they be ting'd by art, and lose The odorous, balmy dew of nature? Nay, Speak not. Thy words, like founts once pure, become Over those poisonous beds defiled! Go back To holy nature, lady, and a heart That longs to trust thee will pour out its love, And kneel with thee, once more, before Truth's shrine. |