第60章 A LOVE TOKEN

Do you grieve no costly offering To the Lady you can make?

One there is,and gifts less worthy Queens have stooped to take.

Take a Heart of virgin silver,Fashion it with heavy blows,Cast it into Love's hot furnace When it fiercest glows.

With Pain's sharpest point transfix it,And then carve in letters fair,Tender dreams and quaint devices,Fancies sweet and rare.

Set within it Hope's blue sapphire,Many-changing opal fears,Blood-red ruby-stones of daring,Mixed with pearly tears.

And when you have wrought and laboured Till the gift is all complete,You may humbly lay your offering At the Lady's feet.

Should her mood perchance be gracious -

With disdainful smiling pride,She will place it with the trinkets Glittering at her side.