Arthur Quiller-Couch, ed. 1919. The Oxford Book of English Verse: 1250–1900.
Walter Savage Landor. 17751864568. Of Clementina
IN Clementina’s artless mien | |
Lucilla asks me what I see, | |
And are the roses of sixteen | |
Enough for me? | |
Lucilla asks, if that be all, | 5 |
Have I not cull’d as sweet before: | |
Ah yes, Lucilla! and their fall | |
I still deplore. | |
I now behold another scene, | |
Where Pleasure beams with Heaven’s own light, | 10 |
More pure, more constant, more serene, | |
And not less bright. | |
Faith, on whose breast the Loves repose, | |
Whose chain of flowers no force can sever, | |
And Modesty who, when she goes, | 15 |
Is gone for ever. |