ON A PICTURE,
Representing a maiden with a pair of scales, and Love with a butterfly; the winged boy rises, as he should, and the motto beneath is—"Love is the lightest!"
Silly maiden, weigh them not!
Butterflies are earthly things;
Thou forget'st their lowly lot,
Gazing on their glittering wings.
Butterflies are earthly things;
Thou forget'st their lowly lot,
Gazing on their glittering wings.
Rather weigh thy taper pale
With the light by Luna given;
Will the heaven-ray turn the scale?
Will the earth-lamp rise to heaven?
With the light by Luna given;
Will the heaven-ray turn the scale?
Will the earth-lamp rise to heaven?
Love,—ethereal, holy Love!
Buoyant, joyous, proud, and free,
Maiden, see! he soars above
Worldly Pride and Vanity!
Buoyant, joyous, proud, and free,
Maiden, see! he soars above
Worldly Pride and Vanity!
Rightly to its native earth
Sinks the gilded insect-fly;
Love—of holier, heavenlier birth—
Rises tow'rds his home on high!
Sinks the gilded insect-fly;
Love—of holier, heavenlier birth—
Rises tow'rds his home on high!
Maiden! throw the scales away,
Never weigh poor Love again;
Let his pinions freely play,
Bind him not with vassal-chain!
Never weigh poor Love again;
Let his pinions freely play,
Bind him not with vassal-chain!
See! he lifts his wondering eye
Half reproachfully to thee;—
Measured with a butterfly!
I'd take wing if I were he!
Half reproachfully to thee;—
Measured with a butterfly!
I'd take wing if I were he!
If he must be proved and tried,
Weigh him in thine own true heart,
'Gainst a frowning world beside,—
Wealth and rank 'gainst bow and dart!
Weigh him in thine own true heart,
'Gainst a frowning world beside,—
Wealth and rank 'gainst bow and dart!
If he do not scorn the measure,
Soaring high o'er them and thee,—
Worth the world and worldly treasure,—
Mark me! Love outweighs the three!
Soaring high o'er them and thee,—
Worth the world and worldly treasure,—
Mark me! Love outweighs the three!