Australian and Other Poems/A Lover’s Picture
A LOVERS PICTURE
My love is young, and mild, and fair
As morning soft, as light as air,
When o'er the fragrance-teeming mead
The zephyr's balms their influence shed.
The blue and beauty of her eyes
I dare not, cannot tell.
Their charm unmatched my tale belies,
Oh, sweet their lustre's spell!
My love is loving, artless, true;
Her words are scant, her glances few;
Like fairy music on the sense
Those glances' thrilling influence;
And fair as budding lily's glow,
Just opening to the light,
Her spotless skin, surpassing snow.
Transparent, lustrous, white.
My love is frank, good-natured, kind;
Not scornful, proud, or small of mind;
Her tones are music to the poor,
And young men list but to adore.
But ah! 'tis heaven to think upon.
Though kind and sweet to all,
Save on my charmed ear alone
Her words of love ne'er fall.