Records of a Poet’s Love: XV
Fair as the Night—when all the astral fires
Of heaven are burning in the clear expanse,
Is Nora; and her eyes, like star-depths, glance
Lustrous with glowing thoughts and pure desires,
And that mysterious pathos which inspires
All moods divine in mortal Passion’s trance—
All that its earthly music doth enhance
As with the rapture of seraphic lyres!
I gaze upon her till the atmosphere
Sweetens intensely, and to my charmed sight
All fair associated forms appear
Swimming in joy as swim yon orbs in light—
And all sweet sounds, though common, to mine ear
Sound then like silver-wingëd dreams in flight.
