TO S —— M ——.

Never poet From Musaeus down, Crowned with rose, or myrtle-wreath, or laurel, Had of daintier hand Dearer trophy! Therefore ( know it, Castaly! and, Daphne's lover, quarrel! ) I for crown Flout the bay and wear thy pansy-band, Mistress Sophie.

As these petals Die not, So the thought that settles Softly in the purple petals Fly not! Half a memory, which a world of men Can buy not,— Half a prayer, that till we meet again Thou sigh not!