For Fiona Braithwaite
Ere the Angel brought Fiona down the dusky side of dawn
Where were then those baby eyes?
Surely ne'er on earth-place shone a pair of orbs so golden-brown —
Like twin stars of evening skies!
Ere the Angel laid Fiona nestling at her mother's heart,
Where was then that baby mouth?
Surely ne'er did garden own a lovelier bud with lips that part
To the sunbeams of the South!
Ere the Angel bore Fiona to her father's wonder-kiss,
Where was then that baby hair?
Surely, fairies that corona deep in silken bowers of bliss
Made on midnight's starry-fair!
Ere the Angel left Fiona to be called and crooned o'er soft,
Where was then that baby name?
Surely, out of dim Iona, where the sea-wind sings it oft,
For her sake it gladly came!
Where were then those baby eyes?
Surely ne'er on earth-place shone a pair of orbs so golden-brown —
Like twin stars of evening skies!
Ere the Angel laid Fiona nestling at her mother's heart,
Where was then that baby mouth?
Surely ne'er did garden own a lovelier bud with lips that part
To the sunbeams of the South!
Ere the Angel bore Fiona to her father's wonder-kiss,
Where was then that baby hair?
Surely, fairies that corona deep in silken bowers of bliss
Made on midnight's starry-fair!
Ere the Angel left Fiona to be called and crooned o'er soft,
Where was then that baby name?
Surely, out of dim Iona, where the sea-wind sings it oft,
For her sake it gladly came!
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