Classic Poem

Mould thee of brightest dreams an airy creature,
The loveliest soul in loveliest body dress;
Bid beauty overflow from every feature —
Bid mind uplift them from earth's narrowness.
Let the eye flash with light from heaven, — and love
Mingle the tenderness of earthly care;
And the tall forehead tower erect, above
Those smiling lips that breathe such odors fair.
Bind living garlands round the snowy brow,
With flowers from every stem and every sphere —
Flowers gay and various as the Iris-bow,
And let that form pour music on the ear,
And sweet slavonian song — thou hast array'd
In shadowy dreams a true slavonian maid.