TO MY NIGHTINGALE..

OH! MY GRACEFUL,NUBILE,NIGHTINGALE,
YOUR VERNAL VOICE IN NIGHT UN-VEIL,
MEMORIES OF OUR CHATTY DAYS,AND
AS A BEETLE I RELISH THE DEW OF RAYS,
FROM THOSE BLUSHED DIMPLES BLOOMING-UP,
THAT MADE MY NERVE-NET CHEERING-UP.
LO! THE KISS-CURLS ON YOUR LU CENT FACE,
MADE ME A DREAM-LOOMING LOVE-LACE ALWAYS.

LIKE A MAGIC MOTH YOU-FLOWER OF YOUTH-,
MADE MY MOOR MIND SOOTHE,
WITH THE CORAL REEVES A FLORAL GARTH.

BUT WHEN YOU BRAWL AND FLEE FROM ME,
I FELT LONELY IN TOMORROW'S ENDLESS SEA.
I'M NOT SO BLACK AS YOU PAINTED ME;
BUT I CONFESS, I'VE NOTHING TO PLEA,

IF YOU KNOW THE ORDEAL OF MY CHASTED HEART
WHICH LAMENT FOR YOU A SOFIE CONCERT-OF MY LOST LOVE
YOU'LL TEAR SURE WITH REGRET HEART ,THIS ENTIRE LIFE FOR ME

ONCE YOU SWEAR THAT YOUR LIFE IS FOR ME
OR YOU DARE THE DEATH LIKE A SOLDIER-BEE;
BUT YOU WENT AWAY FOR MORE HONEY A DAY ,
AND, I STILL HERE WAITING FOR THEE,
IN THIS LONELY-'ELYSIUM',A LOVE-LORN ALONE...!