To a Lady Who Presented the Author with the Velvet Band which bound her Tresses.

Works , 1832, vii. 151.

1.

This Band, which bound thy yellow hair

Is mine, sweet girl! thy pledge of love;

It claims my warmest, dearest care,

Like relics left of saints above.

2.

Oh! I will wear it next my heart;

'Twill bind my soul in bonds to thee:

From me again 'twill ne'er depart,

But mingle in the grave with me.

3.

The dew I gather from thy lip

Is not so dear to me as this;

That I but for a moment sip,

And banquet on a transient bliss a :

4.

This will recall each youthful scene,

E'en when our lives are on the wane;

The leaves of Love will still be green

When Memory bids them bud again.

1806. [First published, 1832.]

Footnote a:Ý

on a transient kiss...

[MS. Newstead]
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