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George Darley

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It is not Beauty I demand,Nor mermaid's yellow pride of hair.

George Darley

Give me, instead of beauty's bust,Yet never linked with error find.

George Darley

Half-buried to her flaming breastCrumble at length to hoary dust!

George Darley

O fast her amber blood doth flowIn silent rivulets to the sea!

George Darley

Sweet in her green dell the flower of beauty slumbers,Breathed to my sad lute 'mid the lonely air.

George Darley

Come then, my bird! For the peace thou ever bearest,Bleeds with its death-wound, its wound of love for thee!

George Darley