For thee, ELIZA, darling theme,
Too weak are all the strokes of art,
Whose lovely eyes reflected beam
Go thrilling through the painter’s heart.
As some young eagle, when it sails
Before the sun’s too scorching rays,
Begins to pant for fanning gales,
And sickens at the brilliant gaze;
So while the artist draws that form,
Where every beauty is exprest,
His raptur’d fancy grows too warm,
And love lights torches in his breast.
And oh! as ill the poet tries
To paint the charms that deck thy mind;
No, that his utmost skill defies,
Angelic sweetness there we find.
Then, peerless maid, ’tis all in vain
To say how bright thy beauties shine,
For every look expresses plain
The hand that form’d thee was divine.
(Rebekah Carmichael)
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