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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:

• How To Clean Your Microwave With Lemons!🍋
• Simple Sponge Cake Recipe
• The Fairy Tree Poem
• The House Next Door
• My Sisters Room
• The Chocolate Snatcher
• The Counteville Fair
• Slip, Slop, Slap
• Bubblegum Sand
• Lest We Forget
• My Chocolate Machine
• Jelly Pool