Hunt and Lee, comps. The Book of the Sonnet. 1867.
The Temple of ChastityMrs. Mary Darby Robinson (1757?1800)
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A temple stands, reared by immortal powers
To Chastity divine! Ambrosial flowers,
Twining round icicles, in columns rise,
Mingling with pendent gems of orient dyes.
Piercing the air, a golden crescent towers,
Veiled by transparent clouds; while smiling hours
Shake from their varying wings celestial joys!
The steps of spotless marble, scattered o’er
With deathless roses armed with many a thorn,
Lead to the altar. On the frozen floor,
Studded with tear-drops petrified by scorn,
Pale vestals kneel, the goddess to adore,
While Love, his arrows broke, retires forlorn.