A beam upon the myrtle fell
From dewy evening's purest sky,
'Twas like the glance I love so well,
Dear Eva, from thy moonlight eye.
I looked around the summer grove,
On every tree its lustre shone;
For all had felt that look of love
The silly myrtle deemed its own.
Eva! behold thine image there,
As fair, as false thy glances fall;
But who the worthless smile would share
That sheds its light alike on all.
To Eva
Joseph Rodman Drake
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Poem topics: light, sky, smile, summer, tree, evening, dear, share, moonlight, thine, love, I love you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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