Such purity of soul portrayed in thee,
That other faces by thy side grow dim,
And, bowing down unto thy brighter worth,
I deem thee one too fair and chaste for earth!
IANTHE.
High thoughts are chiseled on that lofty brow!
Proud consciousness of virtue in thy smile!
Thy cheeks, the blush of, speaks thee free from guile;
Thine eyes have in their spiritual flow,
A dignity and grandeur, and a glow