Classic Poem

The Dedication .

I dreamed a star from unknown skies
Was shining on the narrow earth:
Or was the beauty from her eyes
The light that gave my spirit birth?

I dreamed the spring caressed the flowers,
And sunshine danced about the tree:
Or was the light, its golden showers,
That soft perfume, thy modesty?

Across the sea thy beauty came
To this far shore so darkly chill;
But now a voice, how sweet! I hear,
And those pure eves — I see them still, —

A richer hope and nobler traits,
The dowry of a splendid race, —
Oh let us ask the hurrying fates
To leave the spell in Liza's face!