...Love, thus we sorrow for thy sake. There lay he : —well might CYRIS seem The being of a poet's dream. Ay, beautiful as a star in the sky, When the clouds...gloom, and the storm is high, But still in defiance keeps shining on, Till the shades are past, and the wind is done. His hair was gold, like the pheasant's...

...Love, thus we sorrow for thy sake. There lay he : —well might CYRIS seem The being of a poet's dream. Ay, beautiful as a star in the sky, When the clouds...gloom, and the storm is high, But still in defiance keeps shining on, Till the shades are past, and the wind is done. His hair was gold, like the pheasant's...

...Love, thus we sorrow for thy sake. There lay he:—well might CYRIS seem The being of a poet's dream. Ay, beautiful as a star in the sky, When the clouds...gloom, and the storm is high, But still in defiance keeps shining on, Till the shades are past, and the wind is done. His hair was gold, like the pheasant's...

...sorrow for thy sake. There lay he:—well might CYBIS seem The being of a poet's dream. Ay, beautiful aa a star in the sky, When the clouds are gloom, and...are past, and the wind is done. His hair was gold, like the pheasant's wing, And curl'd like the hyacinth flower in spring; And his eye was that blue...