Louisa Stuart Costello - The Indian Cupid lyrics

Who is he that swiftly comes In the lovely silence of night?— I know him by his sparkling plumes, That shine in the clear moonlight; By the scarlet wings of his soaring bird, And the ceaseless music round him heard. I know him by his arrows, And by his blossom'd bow; By the forms of radiant beauty that bear, And softly wave in the perfumed air, His standard to and fro. Often and long, on the summer sea, In the moonlight have I watched for thee— When the glittering beam was downward thrown, And each wave with a crest of diamond shone. I have seen the thin clouds sail along, And I raised, to welcome thee, many a song; But long have I lingered, and watch'd in vain, To see the light of the starry train Sweep in beauty across the sky, To tones of heavenly harmony. Now I behold thee! now 'tis the hour— Yes! thou art come in thy splendour and power!— But, no! the vision is pa**ing on, The bright forms vanish one by one— On the desolate shore I am left alone! Yet stay! oh, stay!—like lightning they move— To well, by thy fleetness, I know thou art Love!