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AL A ARA A F. a
O! NOTHING earthly save the ray
That list our Love, and deck our bowers-
'Twas a sweet time for Nesace-for there Her world lay lolling on the golden air, Near four bright suns—a temporary restAn oasis in desert of the blest. Away-away-'mid seas of rays that roll Empyrean splendour o'er th' unchained soulThe soul that scarce (the billows are so dense) Can struggle to its destined eminenceTo distant spheres, from time to time, she rode And late to ours, the favoured one of GodBut, now, the ruler of an anchored realm, She throws aside the sceptre-leaves the helm, And, amid incense and high spiritual hymns, Laves in quadruple light her angel linıbs.
Now happiest, loveliest in yon lovely Earth, Whence sprang the “Idea of Beauty” into birth, (Falling in wreaths thro' many a startled star, Like woman's hair 'mid pearls, until, afar, It lit on hills Achaian, and there dwelt) She looked into Infinity—and knelt. Rich clouds, for canopies, about her curledFit emblems of the model of her worldSeen but in beauty-not impeding sight Of other beauty glittering through the lightA wreath that twined each starry form around. And all the opal'd air in colour bound.
All hurriedly she knelt upon a bed
And gemmy flower of Trebizond misnamedInmate of highest stars, where erst it shamed
All other loveliness : its honied dew
(The fabled nectar that the heathen knew)
Bursting its odorous heart in spirit to wing
And the Nelumbo bud that floats for ever
With Indian Cupid down the holy riverFair flowers, and fairy ! to whose care is given i To bear the Goddess'song, in odours, up to Heaven:
“Spirit ! that dwellest where,
In the deep sky,
In beauty vie !
The boundary of the star
Which turneth at the view
Of thy barrier and thy bar-
By the comets who were cast