CHLOE, I boast celestial date, Ere time began to roll; So wide my power, my sceptre spurns The limits of the pole. When from the mystic womb of night The' Almighty call'd the earth; I smil'd upon the infant world, And grac'd the wondrous birth. Through the vast realms of boundless space, I traverse uncontroll'd; And starry orbs of proudest blaze Inscribe my name in gold. There's not a monarch in the north But bends the suppliant knee; The haughty sultan waves his pow'r, And owns superior me. Both by the savage and the saint My empire stands confest; I thaw the ice on Greenland's coast, And fire the Scythian's breast. To me the gay aërial tribes Their glittering plumage owe; With all the variegated pride That decks the feather'd bean. The meanest reptiles of the land My bounty too partake; I paint the insect's trembling wing, And gild the crested snake. Survey the nations of the deep, You'll there my power behold; My pencil drew the pearly scale, And fin bedropt with gold. I give the virgin's lip to glow, I claim the crimson dye; Mine is the rose which spreads the cheek, And mine the brilliant eye. Then speak, my fair; for surely thou My name canst best descry; Who gave to thee with lavish hands What thousands I deny. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ON READING -- . by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH A BALLAD OF SARSFIELD; OR, THE BURSTING OF THE GUNS by AUBREY THOMAS DE VERE THE WAVES OF BREFFNY by EVA GORE-BOOTH ANNE by LIZETTE WOODWORTH REESE OZYMANDIAS by PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY JENNIE HARRIS OLIVER by THERESA DRULEY BLACK THE ORGANIST IN HEAVEN (SAMUEL SEBASTIAN WESLEY) by THOMAS EDWARD BROWN |