Louisa Stuart Costello

(1799-1870 / France)

Eastern Song


By the brightness of the morning ray,
By the deepest shades of night—
Thy beauty has not pass'd away;
'Tis ever in my sight.

No sorrow e'er can light on me—
But when, beloved, we part,
My thoughts are bounded all in thee,
Thou Lote-tree* of my heart.

Submitted: Thursday, January 01, 2004

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