Complimentary Verses

Give me to see that spark of heavenly fire, At which all tremble—but which all admire: That gentle gleam, which in Contentment's hour, Cheers every vale and brightens every bower. That ray terrific—which when anger glooms, Darts dreadful flame, and as it darts, consumes; Strong blaze of light—which fires where'er it falls, Exalts, dejects, revivifies, appals; Shew me that power which thus with Fate can vie, Turn, and behold it lives in—LAURA's eye!