TO HELEN. (WITH A SMALL CANDLESTICK, A BIRTHDAY PRESENT.) February 12th, 1838.
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If, wand’ring in a wizard’s car Through yon blue ether, I were able To fashion of a little star A taper for my Helen’s table,— “What then?” she asks me, with a laugh:— Why then, with all Heaven’s lustre glowing, It would not gild her path with half The light her love o’er mine is throwing!