Poem by Louisa Stuart Costello

Song (Oh! had I ne'er beheld thee)

Oh! had I ne'er beheld thee
  How calm my life had flown!
As cold, as pure and tranquil
  As some fair vale unknown;

Where never yet the footsteps
   Of wand'ring man has stray'd;
That smiles in lonely beauty
   Unheeded—unsurve'd.

How cheerfully the moments
   In sweet content went by,
When sorrow's cloud pass'd swiftly
   Across a placid sky:

The charm of peace is broken—
 Can nought its dream restore?
That sky, obscured by sadness,
 Shall ne'er be cloudless more.

1. Eastern Song
2. Song (I will not ask one glance from thee)
3. The Inca
4. Miranda's Song
5. Song (Since thou wilt banish me)

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