Astarte

Thy lustre, heavenly star! shines ever on me.
I, trembling like Endymion over-bent
By dazzling Dian, when with wonderment
He saw her crescent light the Latmian lea:
And like a Naiad's sailing on the sea,
Floats thy fair form before me: the azure air
Is all ambrosial with thy hyacinth hair:
While round thy lips the moth in airy glee
Hovers, and hums in dim and dizzy dreams,
Drunken with odorous breath: thy argent eyes
(Twin planets swimming through Love's lustrous skies)
Are mirror'd in my heart's serenest streams —
Such eyes saw Sh akspeue, flashing bold and bright.
When queenly Egypt rode the Nile at night.