Louisa: After Accompanying Her on a Mountain Excursion
I MET Louisa in the shade,
And, having seen that lovely Maid,
Why should I fear to say
That, nymph—like, she is fleet and strong,
And down the rocks can leap along
Like rivulets in May?
She loves her fire, her cottage—home;
Yet o’er the moorland will she roam
In weather rough and bleak;
And, when against the wind she strains,
Oh! might I kiss the mountain rains
That sparkle on her cheek.
Take all that’s mine ‘beneath the moon,’
If I with her but half a noon
May sit beneath the walls
Of some old cave, or mossy nook,
When up she winds along the brook
To hunt the waterfalls.
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