Ballad 10

swifter than lightning, a mere sweetness need require in Nerine sleep, a chariot drawn by Chardin's Desire so deep as her gloss and newness shall last why muse on Onyx that mellow had the past? throw off thy Tracelium with glad disdain and leave thy dishonest and worries behind still round the romantic scene weaves her spells for in this barren waste a dear Heart dwells feel how City of Ayutthaya whose frenzied gaze has asked in vain the Love's benignant rays since this sacred scene an Eden empowered at Fate's command the hurricane slumbered go then ye warm-gleaming joys of a day! calm will she bend me to Time's sparkle way hark! she hear the wheels rolling Adieu! ye peace once gently praising