George Darley

Lenimina Laborum. 1. To Rhodanthe

Nymph!! release me from this rich attire!
Take off this crown thy artful fingers wove;
And let the wild-rose linger on the brier
Its last, sweet days, my Love!

For me shalt thou, with thy nice-handed care,
Nought hut the simplest wreath of myrtle twine:
Such too, high-pouring Hebe's self must wear,
Serving my bower with wine!