| Francis T. Palgrave, ed. (1824–1897). The Golden Treasury. 1875. |
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| W. Wordsworth |
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| CC. Desideria |
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| SURPRISED by joy—impatient as the wind— | |
| I turn'd to share the transport—oh! with whom | |
| But thee—deep buried in the silent tomb, | |
| That spot which no vicissitude can find? | |
| Love, faithful love recall'd thee to my mind— | 5 |
| But how could I forget thee? Through what power | |
| Even for the least division of an hour | |
| Have I been so beguiled as to be blind | |
| To my most grievous loss?—That thought's return | |
| Was the worst pang that sorrow ever bore | 10 |
| Save one, one only, when I stood forlorn, | |
| Knowing my heart's best treasure was no more; | |
| That neither present time nor years unborn | |
| Could to my sight that heavenly face restore. | |
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