That lurks in either cheek so fair,

And mocks the tear that glitters there?

And know'st thou not these wiles but prove

The policy of timid love?

WHIM.

FRAGMENT XLV.

"In quel viso furbarello

V'e un incognita magia

Non si sa diavol sia!

Ma fa l'uomo, delivar."

GAY soul of every piquante charm

That can the torpid senses warm,

Mistress of the Non sa che

Toute ensemble, sweet Naivité!

Darting from thy unfixed eye

The pointed glance of meaning sly,

Flinging round with comic air

The shaft that wounds cold" wrinkled care;"

Thy brow with many a feather crown'd,

In many a different climate found,

Thy robe of every rainbow hue,

As bright, as gay, as changeful too;

Thy girdle by the graces wove,

And breath'd on by the queen of love;

Or gay or grave, still sure to please
With novel airs and playful ease;

Before th' enchantment of thine eye

Dull beauty's fair disciples fly;

Man worshipping variety,

Finds all its magic charms in thee.

And I invoke thee, winning maid!

When the spell of youth shall fade,

To touch the alter'd form and face

With thine own bewitching grace;
When time shall pale my life's fresh flow'r,
Oh give me then thy bizarre pow'r!

Let me, oh WHIM! thy cestus wear,
And make the stupid many stare,
With gay caprice, and outré thought,
The petit pointe, the pun unsought,
The bon trovaté, tour d'expression,
And all that's in thine own possession;
Thus, thus the pow'r of age disarming,
Thus ever changing, ever charming.

LE SOUHAIT DANGEREUX.

FRAGMENT XLVI.

I.

Go, mind-created phantom, go,

Hence, flatt'rer, wander,

Lest of thee, my bosom's foe,

I still grow fonder.

II.

Thou viewless soother, hence away,

I'll ne'er believe thee;

For, deck'd in fancy's glowing ray,

Thou'dst still deceive me.