... marshy stream. The breeze wafted back from her forehead fair Her long flowing tresses of shining hair, Which cast on her features a lambent glow, Like a halo encircling her brow of snow; Revealing a face of such faultless mould As that sea-born goddess possessed of old, The morning she rose from the purple tide, The queen of beauty and joy's fair bride— But her cheek was as pale as the ocean spray Ere it catches a flush from the rosy day; And the shade of a deathless grief was there, Which spake more of ages than years of care; As ... — Enthusiasm and Other Poems • Susanna Moodie
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