• My own lov'd light,
    That very soft and solemn spirit worships,
    That lovers love so well--strange joy is thine,
    Whose influence o'er all tides of soul hath power,
    Who lend'st thy light to rapture and despair;
    The glow of hope and wan hue of sick fancy
    Alike reflect thy rays: alike thou lightest
    The path of meeting or of parting love--
    Alike on mingling or on breaking hearts
    Thou smil'st in throned beauty!