Part 6 / Book 2 — THE LOVE-LETTER.
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As grains of gold that in the sands Of Lydian waters shine, The welcome sign of mountain lands That veil the silent mine; Thus may the river of my thought, That glideth now to thee, Reveal the wealth as yet unwrought, Which Love has heap'd in me! So strove I to enrich the scroll To thy dear hands consign'd; I thought to leave the lavish soul No golden wish behind! Ah, fool! to think an hour could drain What life can scarce explore— Enough, if guided by the grain, Thy heart should seek the ore!