| Hunt and Lee, comps. The Book of the Sonnet. 1867. | | | | II. Regrets | | By Mrs. Elizabeth Oakes Smith (1806–1893) |
| | | MESEEMED as I did walk a crystal wall | |
| Translucent in the hue of rosy morn, | |
| And saw Eurydice, from Orpheus torn, | |
| Lift her white brow from out its heavy pall, | |
| With sweet lips echoing his melodious call, | 5 |
| And following him, love-led and music-borne,— | |
| A sharp and broken cry, and she was gone! | |
| Thou fairest grief, thou saddest type of all | |
| Our sorrowing kind! O lost Eurydice! | |
| Thy deathful cry thrilled in mine every vein, | 10 |
| When Orpheus turned him back, thus losing thee. | |
| His broken lute and melancholy plain | |
| All time prolongs,—the still unceasing flow | |
| Of unavailing grief, and a regretful woe. | | | | |
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