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45 Literary Gazette, 12th April 1823, Page 235-236

ORIGINAL POETRY. DRAMATIC SCENE

Ianthe — Guido — Manfred.

Ianthe. I can but weep your welcome,oh my own Dear warrior! Guido. Look upon yon pale lone star,— Did I not say, when like a smile it came, My sweet, on the heart-wrung tears Of the last time we met here, that its light Was hope's fair message, and that we should meet As we are meeting now? lanthe.                    	How I have watched That silent star, and soothed me with the thought That you were watching too! The day pass'd by, Languid and listless; but when evening came, It was as a new spirit rose within me, Or I but lived when worshipping that star. Guido. I cannot tell thee, love, how long I thought My wearying absence in the strangers' land, Without one thing to which thy love was linked By old remembrance,—not one object gave The image of thy beauty: here, each tree, Each flower, recalls thee in associate sweetness. This rose-tree is a favourite, the next Was planted by your hand; your fairy feet Have left their slight impress on yonder turf; All round, the odour of your presence breathes; Although the violet be gone, yet still Its perfume lingers on the air,—and dear, Soothing, these recollections are to love,