Her Blue Eyes Sought The West Afar,

Ridicule Often Checks What Is Absurd, And Fully As Often Smothers That Which Is Noble.

In Listening Mood She Seemed To Stand, The Guardian Naiad Of The Strand.

Profan'd The God-given Strength, And Marr'd The Lofty Line.

The Sickening Pang Of Hope Deferr'd.

Dear To Me Is My Bonnie White Steed; Oft Has He Helped Me At Pinch Of Need.