And so is Platonic regard;
Melting sympathy too—as the highfliers says—
Is the only true theme for a bard.
Then give them love’s phantoms and flights for their pains;
But grant me, ye gods! flesh and blood and blue veins,
And dear Dolly—dear Dolly Haynes.
II.
I like that full fire and expression of eyes,
Where love’s true materiel presides;
With a glance now and then to the jellies and pies,