Memory

I see her yet, that dark-eyed one,

Whose bounding heart God folded up

In His, as shuts when day is done,

Upon the elf the blossom’s cup.

On many an hour like this we met,

And as my lips did fondly greet her,

I blessed her as love’s amulet:

Earth hath no treasure, dearer, sweeter.

The stars that look upon the hill,

And beckon from their homes at night,

Are soft and beautiful, yet still

Not equal to her eyes of light.

They have the liquid glow of earth,

The sweetness of a summer even,

As if some Angel at their birth

Had dipped them in the hues of Heaven.

They may not seem to others sweet,

Nor radiant with the beams above,

When first their soft, sad glances meet

The eyes of those not born for love;

Yet when on me their tender beams

Are turned, beneath love’s wide control,

Each soft, sad orb of beauty seems

To look through mine into my soul.

I see her now that dark-eyed one,

Whose bounding heart God folded up

In His, as shuts when day is done,

Upon the elf the blossom’s cup.

Too late we met, the burning brain,

The aching heart alone can tell,

How filled our souls of death and pain

When came the last, sad word, Farewell!

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• Robert Burns: Sappho Redivivus: Fragment by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: Pegasus At Wanlockhead: by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: Ode, Sacred To The Memory Of Mrs. Oswald Of Auchencruive: by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: Robin Shure In Hairst: by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: Versicles On Sign-Posts : by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: The Henpecked Husband: by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: Elegy On The Year 1788: by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: The Poet’s Progress : A Poem In Embryo by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: Written In Friars Carse Hermitage: On Nithside by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: The Parting Kiss: by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: My Bonie Mary: by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: Auld Lang Syne: by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: It Is Na, Jean, Thy Bonie Face: by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: I Reign In Jeanie’s Bosom: by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: The Fall Of The Leaf: by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: A Mother’s Lament For the Death of Her Son.: by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: O, Were I On Parnassus Hill: by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: The Day Returns: by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: Epistle To Robert Graham, Esq., Of Fintry: Requesting a Favour by Robert Burns
• Robert Burns: The Fete Champetre: by Robert Burns

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