I SENT a ring–a little band
Of emerald and ruby stone,
And bade it, sparkling on thy hand,
Tell thee sweet tales of one
Whose constant memory
Was full of loveliness, and thee.
A shell was graven on its gold,–
‘Twas Cupid fix’d without his wings–
To Helene once it would have told
More than was ever told by rings:
But now all ‘s past and gone,
Her love is buried with that stone.
Thou shalt not see the tears that start
From eyes by thoughts like these beguiled;
Thou shalt not know the beating heart,
Ever a victim and a child:
Yet Helene, love, believe
The heart that never could deceive.
I’ll hear thy voice of melody
In the sweet whispers of the air;
I’ll see the brightness of thine eye
In the blue evening’s dewy star;
In crystal streams thy purity;
And look on Heaven to look on thee.
(George Darley)
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