Eulalie

1 I dwelt alone

2 In a world of moan,

3 And my soul was a stagnant tide,

4Till the fair and gentle Eulalie became my blushing bride —

5Till the yellow-haired young Eulalie became my smiling bride.

6 Ah, less — less bright

7 The stars of the night

8 Than the eyes of the radiant girl!

9 And never a flake

10 That the vapor can make

11 With the moon-tints of purple and pearl,

12Can vie with the modest Eulalie's most unregarded curl —

13Can compare with the bright-eyed Eulalie's most humble and careless

14 curl.

15 Now Doubt — now Pain

16 Come never again,

17 For her soul gives me sigh for sigh,

18 And all day long

19 Shines, bright and strong,

20 Astarté within the sky,

21While ever to her dear Eulalie upturns her matron eye —

22While ever to her young Eulalie upturns her violet eye.