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MISCELLANEOUS POEMS.
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THE CRYSTAL CABINET.


THE maiden caught me in the wild,
Where I was dancing merrily,
She put me into her cabinet
And lock'd me up with a golden key.
 
This cabinet is form'd of gold
And pearl and crystal shining bright,
And within it opens into a world,
And a little lovely moony night.

Another England there I saw,
Another London with its Tower,
Another Thames and other hills,
And another pleasant Surrey bower.

Another maiden, like herself,
Translucent, lovely, shining clear,
Threefold each in the other closed;
O what a pleasant trembling fear!
 
O what a smile, a threefold smile,
Fill'd me, that like a flame I burn'd;
I bent to kiss the lovely maid
And found a threefold kiss return'd.
 
I strove to seize the inmost form
With ardour fierce and hands of flame,
But burst the crystal cabinet,
And like a weeping babe became—