L-F Lt. 27 DEC 1827
O what emotion late I felt
To see my rose in Catherine = s belt-
To view the emblem love prefers
So near that gentle heart of hers!
Twas treminlously dear to gaze
Upon her beauty = s seraph rays,
And deem the charms of heavenly birth
Touched with the sweetest tinge of earth,
And therefore that her bosom chose
For its device to wear the rose.
But soon electric fancies came
Across my breast like withering flame,
To think the soul-entrancing power,
Which makes an emblem of that flower,
When therein would have no part
Should plant its red roses in her heart.
Decr 27th 1827
C. C. Lee scrpt