Literary Gazette, 31st January, 1824, Page 74
ORIGINAL POETRY.
FRAGMENTS BY L.E.L.
Fifth Series.
Gleamings of poetry,—if I may give
That name of beauty, passion, and of grace,
To the wild thoughts that in a starlit hour,
In a pale twilight, or a rose-bud morn,
Glance o'er my spirit,—thoughts that are like light,
Or love, or hope, in their effects.
LIGHTS AND SHADOWS.
It spread beneath the summer sky,
A green turf, as just meet
For lilies and blue violets,
And moonlight fairies' feet.
And in the midst a rose-tree grew,
Covered with buds and flowers,
A crimson cloud of breath and bloom,
Like that of evening hours.
I watched the beauty of that rose,
Its June-touched bloom, its love-sweet breath,
When suddenly I marked how dark
Its shadow fell beneath.
Clings darkness to—I sadly thought—
The fair in form, the fresh in hue?
Alas! there's not that thing on earth
So bright but has its shadow too!
