Gorgeous And Splendid Was The Sight; From Myriad Lamps A Fairy Light Enshrin'D In Wreaths The Gothic Wall, And Heav'Nly Music Fill'D The Hall! But There Was One - (Alas! That I Had Ever Seen) - The Melody Her Voice Surpassed, And Brighter Far Her Eyes Than Ev'Ry Mimic Star! I Gaz'D, Until, Oh! Thought Divine! I Fancied She I Saw Was Mine; But Soon The Beauteous Vision Flew - The Stranger-Form I Lov'D Withdrew. Yet Still She Lives Within My Breast, There Mem'Ry Has Her Form Imprest: - Thus, When Some Minstrel'S Strain Is Done, Sounds Seem To Breathe, For Ever Gone!