Grocott & Ward, comps. Grocott’s Familiar Quotations, 6th ed. 189-?.
Rapture
An infant when it gazes on the light,
A child the moment when it drains the breast,
A devotee when soars the Host in sight,
An Arab with a stranger for a guest,
A sailor when the prize has struck in fight,
A miser filling his most hoarded chest,
Feel rapture; but not such true joy are reaping
As they who watch o’er what they love while sleeping.
Byron.—Don Juan, Canto III. Stanza 196.
Sweet the young muse with love intense,
Which smiles o’er sleeping innocence.
Smart.—Song to David, Verse 73.
Not the poet in the moment
Fancy lightens on his e’e,
Kens the pleasure, feels the rapture,
That thy presence gies to me.
Burns.—Fair Eliza, Verse 3.