Classic Poem

Awaking morning laughs from heaven
On golden summer's forests green;
And what a gush of song is given*
To welcome in that light serene.

A fresh wind waves the clustering roses,
And through the open window sighs
Around the couch where she reposes,
The lady with the dovelike eyes;

With dovelike eyes and shining hair,
And velvet cheek so sweetly moulded;
And hands so soft and white and fair
Above her snowy bosom folded.

*****

Her sister's and her brother's feet
Are brushing off the scented dew,
And she springs up in haste to greet
Grass and flowers and sunshine too, The
The asterisks and lines under D12 are given as they appear in the manuscript. On one side of the manuscript leaf are Nos. 17 to 22, and on the reverse Nos. 23 to 26.