She saw the snowy poles of moonless Mars, That marvellous round of milky light Below Orion, and those double stars Whereof the one more bright Is ci… - Alfred Tennyson

Forgive my grief for one removed
Thy creature whom I found so fair
I trust he lives in Thee and there
I find him worthier to be loved.

Never comes the trader, never floats an European flag, — Slides the bird o’er lustrous woodland, swings the trailer from the crag, — Droops the heavy-blossomed bower, hangs the heavy-fruited tree, — Summer isles of Eden lying in dark-purple spheres of sea.

Lady Clara Vere de Vere, Of me you shall not win renown: You thought to break a country heart For pastime, ere you went to town. At me you smiled, but unbeguiled I saw the snare, and I retired; The daughter of a hundred earls, You are not one to be desired.