English Poetry I: From Chaucer to Gray.
The Harvard Classics. 1909–14.
William Alexander, Earl of Stirling
178. To Aurora
O
And dost prejudge thy bliss, and spoil my rest;
Then thou would’st melt the ice out of thy breast
And thy relenting heart would kindly warm.
What world of loving wonders should’st thou see!
For if I saw thee once transform’d in me,
Then in thy bosom I would pour my soul;
And if that aught mischanced thou should’st not moan
No, I would have my share in what were thine:
This happy harmony would make them none.