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ld of cane, Comes slow and soft the evening breeze. My curtain's folds are faintly stirred; And moving lightly in her rest, I hear the chirrup of a bird, That dreameth in some neighboring nest. Last night I took no note of these-- How it was passed I scarce can say; 'T was not in prayers to Heaven for ease, 'T was not in wishes for the day. Impatient tears, and passionate sighs, Touched as with fire the pulse of pain,-- I cursed, and cursed the wildering eyes That burned this fever in my brain. Oh! blessings on the quiet hour! My thoughts in calmer current flow; She is not conscious of her power, And hath no knowledge of my woe. Perhaps, if like yon peaceful star, She looked upon my burning brow, She would not pity from afar, But kiss me as the breeze does now. To Thee Draw close the lattice and the door! Shut out the very stars above! No other eyes than mine shall pore Upon this thrilling tale of love. As, since the book was open last, Along its dear and sacred text No other eyes than thine have passed-- Be mine the eyes that trace it next! Oh! very nobly is it wrought,-- This web of love's divinest light,-- But not to feed my soul with thought, Hang I upon the book to-night; I read it only for thy sake, To every page my lips I press-- The very leaves appear to make A silken rustle like thy dress. And so, as each blest page I turn, I seem, with many a secret thrill, To touch a soft white hand, and burn To clasp and kiss it at my will. Oh! if a fancy be so sweet, These shadowy fingers touching mine-- How wildly would my pulses beat, If they COULD feel the beat of thine! Storm and Calm Sweet are these kisses of the South, As dropped from woman's rosiest mouth, And tenderer are those azure skies Than this world's tenderest pair of eyes! But ah! beneath such influence Thought is too often lost in Sense; And Action, faltering as we thrill, Sinks in the unnerved arms of Will. Awake, thou stormy North, and blast The subtle spells around us cast; Beat from our limbs these flowery chains With the sharp scourges of thy rains! Bring with thee from t
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