AH , Love! ere yet I knew thy fatal power, <br />Bright glow'd the colour of my youthful days, <br />As on the sultry zone the torrid rays, <br />That paint the broad-leav'd plantain's glossy bower: <br />Calm was my bosom as this silent hour, <br />When o'er the deep, scarce heard, the zephyr strays, <br />'Midst the cool tamarinds indolently plays, <br />Nor from the orange shakes its od'rous flower:-- <br />But ah! since Love has all my heart possest, <br />That desolated heart what sorrows tear! <br />Disturb'd, and wild as ocean's troubled breast, <br />When the hoarse tempest of the night is there! <br />Yet my complaining spirit asks no rest, <br />This bleeding bosom cherishes despair.<br /><br />Helen Maria Williams<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sonnet-to-love-2/
