But trembled on her words; she was his sight,[1][2]
For his eye followed hers, and saw with hers,
Which coloured all his objects:—he had ceased
To live within himself; she was his life,
The ocean to the river of his thoughts,[3]
Which terminated all: upon a tone,
A touch of hers, his blood would ebb and flow,[4]
And his cheek change tempestuously—his heart60
Unknowing of its cause of agony.
But she in these fond feelings had no share:
Her sighs were not for him; to her he was
Even as a brother—but no more; 'twas much,
For brotherless she was, save in the name
Her infant friendship had bestowed on him;
Herself the solitary scion left
Of a time-honoured race.[5]—It was a name
Which pleased him, and yet pleased him not—and why?
Time taught him a deep answer—when she loved70
Another: even now she loved another,
And on the summit of that hill she stood
Looking afar if yet her lover's steed[6]
Kept pace with her expectancy, and flew.
- ↑
—— she was his sight,
For never did he turn his glance until
Her own had led by gazing on an object.[MS.] - ↑ [Compare—
"Thou art my life, my love, my heart,
The very eyes of me."To Anthea, etc., by Robert Herrick.] - ↑ [Compare—
"... the river of your love,
Must in the ocean of your affection
To me, be swallowed up."Maasinger's Unnatural Combat, act iii. sc. 4.] - ↑ [Compare—
"The hot blood ebbed and flowed again."
Parisina, line 226, Poetical Works, 1900. iii. 515.] - ↑ ["Annesley Lordship is owned by Miss Chaworth, a minor heiress of the Chaworth family."—Throsby's Thoroton's History of Nottinghamshire, 1797, ii. 270.]
- ↑ ["Moore, commenting on this (Life, p. 28), tells us that the image of the lover's steed was suggested by the Nottingham race-ground ... nine miles off, and ... lying in a hollow, and totally hidden from
