"A ROLLING MOMENT OF HARMONY"
On an isle...in pretty pleasure move And where feathered wings vie...in spring; A maiden's delight! my eyes owned: And meddled my heart to sing Out that...of its majesty, Thrusting out its lore of desire - Affected by an out-show without compare;
Her entreat of beauty! the see...to admire: And she...of a high maiden's rank - - - the most. precious;
Her warm melting smile... Seemingly! was on its way to lure me, Alas! love only came that near of a embodied mile On an isle, where felt the constant fever of love; Where! at another day's end-as observe earth!
the moon's silver light; Be a beggar's enjoy, the savored content Of a rolling moment; a reality...drawn of shared delight
© Henry Farrell
"IN DREAM OF LOVE'S OATHEN QUILL"
As the day's noon shadow fall - - - With the blue sky smiling at me - and the murmuring wind in lonely birds' call, My eyes - - - true of Stella vision! Are no less in fact... Than in fancy of beauty - - - And the abide! love makes a forcible entry As I gaze devoutly with interest: But dare I...with impulsive movement, Honor the dreamy stupor with impulses Set on stealing my senses, Or as to calm! subdue my urge Ostentatiously blatant of desire Which...in deep shadow-form! Could vehemently move me to perform From a startled heart, Its awaken mind's obtain;
With the eye! its true secret of effect, It's most engaging! in the essay of love, as beauty reflects. © Henry Farrell