Misconceptions

. This is a spray the Bird clung to, Making it blossom with pleasure, Ere the high tree-top she sprang to, Fit for her nest and her treasure. Oh, what a hope beyond measure Was the poor spray's, which the flying feet hung to,--- So to be singled out, built in, and sung to! II. This is a heart the Queen leant on, Thrilled in a minute erratic, Ere the true bosom she bent on, Meet for love's regal dalmatic. Oh, what a fancy ecstatic Was the poor heart's, ere the wanderer went on--- Love to be saved for it, proffered to, spent on! * 1 A vestment used by ecclesiastics, and formerly * by senators and persons of high rank.