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She was a phantom of delight When first she gleam’d upon my sight; A lovely apparition, sent To be a moment’s ornament; Her eyes as stars of twilight fair; Like twilight’s, too, her dusky hair; But all things else about her drawn From Maytime and the cheerful dawn; A dancing shape, an image gay, To haunt, to startle, and waylay.

Posts by sofiaista:

• My inspiration
• Original Photography #8
• Original Photography #7
• The Voices
• Original Photography #6
• Anzac Day Poem
• Original Photography #5
• Easter
• Inspiration
• Original Photography #4
• Time
• How to… Write a Tanka Poem!