English poem
The Mansion of Peace
by Anonymous
Soft zephyr on thy balmy wing, Thy gentlest breezes hither bring; Her slumbers guard some hand divine, Ah! watch her with care like mine.
A rose, a rose from her bosom had stray'd, I'll seek to replace it, to replace it with art; But, no, no, no, 'twill her slumbers invade, I'll wear it fond maid, next my heart.
Alas! silly rose, hadst thou known, 'Twas Daphne that gave thee thy place, Thou ne'er from thy station had'st flown, Her bosom's the mansion of peace.