I am as brisk

Bright star, would I were stedfast as thou art --Not in lone splendour hung aloft the And watching, with eternal lids apart, Like nature's patient, sleepless Eremite, The moving waters at their priest-like

Hush, hush! tread softly! hush, hush my dear! All the house is asleep, but we know very That the jealous, the jealous old bald-pate may hear.

I. There was a naughty boy, A naughty boy was he, He would not stop at home, He could not quiet be- He took

I stood tip-toe upon a little hill, The air was cooling, and so very still, That the sweet buds which with a modest pride Pull droopingly, in slanting curve aside, Their scantly leaved, and finely tapering stems, Had not yet lost those starry…

O Goddess! hear these tuneless numbers, wrung By sweet enforcement and remembrance dear, And pardon that thy secrets should be sung Even into thine own soft-conched ear: Surely I dreamt to-day, or did I see The winged Psyche with…

Time's sea hath been five years at its slow ebb, Long hours have to and fro let creep the sand, Since I was tangled in thy beauty's web, And snared by the ungloving of thine hand.

Upon a time, before the faery broods Drove Nymph and Satyr from the prosperous woods, Before King Oberon's bright diadem, Sceptre, and mantle, clasp'd with dewy gem, Frighted away the Dryads and the Fauns From rushes green, and…