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Hunt and Lee, comps. The Book of the Sonnet. 1867.

III. The Star

Mrs. Elizabeth Jesup Eames (1813–1856)

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THERE is a star—Eve’s fairest and her first—

That with unaltered beauty ever shineth:

What visions of the heart its light once nursed!

Ah! Hope’s fair hand no more her rose-wreath twineth!

Beneath thy silvery rays, O peerless Star,

The beautiful floats dimly and afar.

The fair ideal wrought of the poet’s dreaming

Hath left me with an ever-pining heart:

No more my fancy, with bright visions teeming,

Brings to these idle lines the inspiréd art,

O Angel of my youth! return once more,

And ’neath this star, which is to me a shrine,

The enchanted lamp of poesy restore,

And fill my lone heart with its light divine!