Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: SONNET XXXII. Because, wherever wit and beauty smil'd, Praising their sweets, from nymph to nymph I've flown, Yet ne'er beyond the moment was beguil'd, Nor knew e'en then a thought I would not own; For this that I'm too proud to love, you deem ; No ! Amorette, no ! things are not as they seem; 'Twas not my pride forbade me, but my fear ; Fair ones there were, but were the fair sincere ? O sole, sincere and fair by nature made, Accept a heart, which ne'er till now believ'd, A heart, which therefore ne'er has been deceiv'd, Its virgin homage which to thee has paid, By thee in perfect sway to be enjoy'd, Undoubting, undivided, unalloy'd, SONNET XXXIII. AT BRUSSELS. The Sun in dying glory bright descended, And from thy ramparts, Brussels, I behold Cloud above cloud in rainbow splendour roll'd, And tree, and tower, and hill, and champaign blended, With harmonizing grace. Then why ascended That sigh to Heav'n ? The scene nor sad, nor old; Nor is my eye less bright nor heart more cold. The grief, which at this hour my bosom rended, To thee belongs, beauteous, majestic river, Thee, whom I sought and seek, still distant Rhine; Nor do his lips, whom sands and deserts sever From waters which are health and safety, pine With keener longing, and more strong endeavour, Than pants my heart, romantic stream, for thine. SONNET XXXIV. GENEYA. Leman, thy Lake, with its sweet blending Rhone, Romantic shores, still lovelier, which embrace thee, Shall charm my heart, 'till life's last charms have flown, Nor time, nor place, nor grief, nor joy efface thee : But clear and bright, as at this hour I trace thee, The wave-wash'd castle, the hill-circling town, The villages beneath the cliffs, that grace thee, The vines that fringe, the spiry firs...