Edmund Clarence Stedman, ed. (1833–1908). A Victorian Anthology, 1837–1895. 1895.
Thomas Hood 17991845Fair Ines
Hood-ThoO
She ’s gone into the West,
To dazzle when the sun is down,
And rob the world of rest:
She took our daylight with her,
The smiles that we love best,
With morning blushes on her cheek,
And pearls upon her breast.
Before the fall of night,
For fear the Moon should shine alone,
And stars unrivall’d bright;
And blessed will the lover be
That walks beneath their light,
And breathes the love against thy cheek
I dare not even write.
That gallant cavalier
Who rode so gayly by thy side,
And whisper’d thee so near!
Were there no bonny dames at home,
Or no true lovers here,
That he should cross the seas to win
The dearest of the dear
Descend along the shore,
With bands of noble gentlemen
And banners wav’d before;
And gentle youth and maidens gay,
And snowy plumes they wore;—
It would have been a beauteous dream,—
It if had been no more!
She went away with song,
With Music waiting on her steps,
And shoutings of the throng;
But some were sad, and felt no mirth,
But only Music’s wrong,
In sounds that sang Farewell, Farewell,
To her you ’ve lov’d so long.
That vessel never bore
So fair a lady on its deck,
No danced so light before,:
Alas for pleasure on the sea,
And sorrow on the shore!
The smile that bless’d one lover’s heart
Has broken many more!