Louisa Stuart Costello (Луиза Стюарт Костелло)

Eastern Song

By the brightness of the morning ray,
   By the deepest shades of night—
Thy beauty has not pass'd away;
  'Tis ever in my sight.

No sorrow e'er can light on me—
   But when, beloved, we part,
My thoughts are bounded all in thee,
   Thou Lote-tree of my heart.

1. The Dreamer on the Sea-Shore
2. November Fifth
3. Song for a German Air
4. Miranda's Song
5. Song (In early days thy fondness taught)

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