Zophiel
Thou with the dark blue eye upturned to heaven,And cheek now pale, now warm with radiant glow, Daughter of God,--most dear,-- Come with thy quivering tear,And tresses wild, and robes of loosened flow,--To thy lone votaress let one look be given!Come Poesy! nor like some just-formed maid,With heart as yet unswoln by bliss or woe;-- But of such age be seen As Egypt's glowing queen,When her brave Roman learned to love her soThat death and loss of fame, were, by a smile, repaid.Or as thy Sappho, when too fierce assailedBy stern ingratitude her tender breast:-- Her love by scorn repaid Her friendship true betrayed,Sick of the guileful earth, she sank for restIn the cold waves embrace; while Grecian muse bewailed.
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