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Stedman and Hutchinson, comps. A Library of American Literature:
An Anthology in Eleven Volumes. 1891.
Vols. IX–XI: Literature of the Republic, Part IV., 1861–1889

Lines to a Lady

By George Denison Prentice (1802–1870)

[Born in Preston, Conn., 1802. Died at Louisville, Ky., 1870. From Poems. Edited by John James Piatt. 1876.]

LADY, I’ve gazed on thee,

And thou art now a vision of the Past,

A spirit-star, whose holy light is cast

On memory’s voiceless sea.

That star—it lingers there

As beautiful as ’twere a dewy flower,

Soft-wafted down from Eden’s glorious bower,

And floating in mid-air.

It is, that blessed one,

The day-star of my destiny—the first

I e’er could worship as the Persian erst

Worshipped his own loved sun.

On all my years may lie

The shadow of the tempest, their dark flow

Be wild and drear, but that dear star will glow

Still beautiful on high.