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From a review in The Literary Gazette, 25th November 1826, page 741
"The Spirit and the Angel of Death. By L. E. L.
"Spirit. I have been over the joyous earth,
When the blushing morning gave daylight birth:
The boughs and grass were sown with pearls,
As an Eastern queen had unbound her curls,
And showered their treasures o'er leaf and flower;
And then I saw how the noontide hour
Kiss'd them away, as if the sun
Touched all with joy that it shone upon.
I saw a crimson rose, like an urn
Wherein a thousand odours burn;
It grew in the shade, but the place was bright
With the glory and glow of its fragrant light.
