THE FRIENDLY MEETING

 Lovingly I'll sing of love;
Ever comes she from above.


THE FRIENDLY MEETING.


IN spreading mantle to my chin conceald,

I trod the rocky path, so steep and grey,

Then to the wintry plain I bent my way
Uneasily, to flight my bosom steel'd.


But sudden was the newborn day reveal'd:

A maiden came, in heavenly bright array,

Like the fair creatures of the poet's lay
In realms of song.
 My yearning heart was heal'd.


Yet turn'd I thence, till she had onward pass'd,

While closer still the folds to draw I tried,

 As though with heat self-kindled to grow warm;

But follow'd her.
 She stood.
 The die was cast!

No more within my mantle could I hide;

 I threw it off,--she lay within mine arm.


 1807-8.

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