LADY! whose hand is now about to part
No moderate stores of pleasure and of pain,
To one the honied hours, to more the smart..
When will return that graceful form again?
Glad as I was, or thought I was, when thou
Gavest thy faith where love and virtue bade,
The light of gladness is oershadowed now
When thou art leaving us, O pure-soul’d maid!
Noblest in form and highest in estate
Of all our wide-spread western lands contain,
I see thee lovely and scarce wish thee great..
When will return that graceful form again?