RONDEAU. [Soft as yon silver ray, that sleeps] Ann Radcliffe (née Ward) Alexander Huber Editor Bodleian Libraries, University of Oxford
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Oxford This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 3.0 Unported License. Radcliffe, Ann Ward, 1764-1823. The Poems of Mrs. Ann Radcliffe. London printed by and for J. Smith, Princes Street 1816 pp. 63-64. 118p. [Radcliffe's poems only, pp. 1-95]

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RONDEAU . [ Soft as yon silver ray , that sleeps ] Soft as yon silver ray , that sleeps Upon the ocean's trembling tide ; Soft as the air , that lightly sweeps Yon sail , that swells in stately pride : Soft as the surge's stealing note , That dies along the distant shores , Or warbled strain , that sinks remote — So soft the sigh my bosom pours ! True as the wave to Cynthia's ray , True as the vessel to the breeze , True as the soul to music's sway , Or music to Venetian seas : Soft as yon silver beams , that sleep Upon the ocean's trembling breast : So soft , so true , fond Love shall weep , So soft , so true , with thee shall rest .