I.
Ere thou wert seen, and ere I knew
Such loveliness on earth unfolded,
A morning dream revealed to view
That shape in perfect beauty moulded;
Around thy graceful waist, methought,
The fabled Zone of Love was glowing,
The cestus with enchantment fraught,
A charm, that vanquished all, bestowing—
The phantom fled, but evermore
Until thyself I might discover,
Its memory in my heart I bore,
Of shade impalpable the lover.
II.
When Eastward thou wert long sojourning,
From me divided and afar,
Though sunset in the West was burning,
I turned where shone my being’s star;
Beyond the woods, the village spires,
Adown the broadly flowing river
My glances winged by wild desires
To pierce the distance, would endeavor;
Each bickering train which eastward rolled,
Each trailing cloud that thither flew,
As long as eyesight could behold,
I followed, musing still of you;—
[vi]III.
Of you, the magnet of my heart,
The vision of my nightly slumber,
Of all my thoughts the central part,
And source of fancies without number.
The stars are not more dear to Night,
To scented winds the bursting blossom,
To Day its floods of golden light,
Than thou art, gentlest, to my bosom.
The beauty of the North is thi
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