None name thee but to praise.
Halleck.
2. Oh, thou wilt ever be what now thou art,
Nor unbeseem the promise of thy spring;
As fair in form, as warm, yet pure in heart,
Love's image upon earth without its sting.
Byron.
3. Ever o'er thy soul a shadow lies,
Still darkest, when life wears the sunniest skies;
And even when with bliss thy heart beats high,