To Julia Grisi by Nathaniel Parker Willis

After hearing her in “Anna Bolena”

When the rose is brightest,
Its bloom will soonest die;
When burns the meteor brightest,
‘Twill vanish from the sky.
If Death but wait until delight
O’errun the heart, like wine,
And break the cup when brimming quite,
I die — for thou hast pour’d to-night
The last drop into mine.

From: Willis, Nathaniel Parker, The Poems, Sacred, Passionate, and Humorous of Nathaniel Parker Willlis, 1860, Clark, Austin & Smith: New York, p. 278.
(https://archive.org/stream/poemssacredpassi00will3#page/278/)

Date: 1837

By: Nathaniel Parker Willis (1806-1867)

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