Till the honied cup of pleasure
Overflows with mental treasure.
"When is Love's sweet dream the sweetest?--
When a kindred heart thou meetest,
Unpolluted with the strife,
The selfish aims that tarnish life;
Ere the scowl of care has faded
The shining chaplet Fancy braided,
And emotions pure and high
Swell the heart and fill the eye;