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An Aesthetic Fancy.
AN AESTHETIC FANCY .
BY SAVARICDS . "TTER face is a beautiful garden , 'Tis filled with the loveliest flowers ;
Her lips are like daintiest roses , Just washed by the softest of showers . Her cheeks have the hues of Aurora , Displayed on the fleecy-white cloud ;
Her eyes have the colour of violets , Where mosses their petals enshroud . Her teeth are as sweet little lilies'Tis those of the valley I mean ;
And laden with balmiest fragrance Is the breath of this beautiful Queen .
Her hair in rich tresses is flowing , Of hyacinth shade is its hue , The brow which they crown , like marble , Is noble and fair to the view .
Her voice with its thrilling enchantment , Bewitchingly sweet in its tone , Wafts upwards the souls of its hearers To realms of bright Melody ' s zone .
On features so perfectly moulded , And eyes lit with heavenly light , Can we wonder that mortal like as we are , We should gaze with admiring delight ?
The spell of such beauty—ethereal—Is cast o ' er the world for its good ; The joy that it gives is cesthetic , And by refined souls alone understood . X 2
Note: This text has been automatically extracted via Optical Character Recognition (OCR) software.
An Aesthetic Fancy.
AN AESTHETIC FANCY .
BY SAVARICDS . "TTER face is a beautiful garden , 'Tis filled with the loveliest flowers ;
Her lips are like daintiest roses , Just washed by the softest of showers . Her cheeks have the hues of Aurora , Displayed on the fleecy-white cloud ;
Her eyes have the colour of violets , Where mosses their petals enshroud . Her teeth are as sweet little lilies'Tis those of the valley I mean ;
And laden with balmiest fragrance Is the breath of this beautiful Queen .
Her hair in rich tresses is flowing , Of hyacinth shade is its hue , The brow which they crown , like marble , Is noble and fair to the view .
Her voice with its thrilling enchantment , Bewitchingly sweet in its tone , Wafts upwards the souls of its hearers To realms of bright Melody ' s zone .
On features so perfectly moulded , And eyes lit with heavenly light , Can we wonder that mortal like as we are , We should gaze with admiring delight ?
The spell of such beauty—ethereal—Is cast o ' er the world for its good ; The joy that it gives is cesthetic , And by refined souls alone understood . X 2