The Bijou

The Bijou;

or Annual of Literature and the Arts

compiled by William Fraser

London: William Pickering,


[Page 76] page image and link
By T.K. Hervey, Esq.
COME, touch the harp, my gentle one! 1
And let the notes be sad and low, 2
Such as may breathe, in every tone, 3
The soul of long ago! 4
That smile of thine is all too bright 5
For aching hearts, and lovely years, 6
And, dearly as I love its light, 7
To- day I would have tears! 8

Yet weep not thus, my gentle girl! 9
No smile of thine has lost its spells; 10
By heaven! I love thy lightest curl, 11
Oh! more than fondly well! 12
Then touch the lyre, and let it wile 13
All thought of grief and gloom away, 14
While thou art by, with harp and smile, 15
I will not weep, to- day! 16
from The Bijou, 1828, p. 76
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