An Acrostic

E

lizabeth it is in vain you say

"

L

ove not" — thou sayest it in so sweet a way:

I

n vain those words from thee or L. E. L.

Z

antippe's talents had enforced so well:

A

h! if that language from thy heart arise,

B

reathe it less gently forth — and veil thine eyes.

E

ndymion, recollect, when Luna tried

T

o cure his love — was cured of all beside —

H

is folly — pride — and passion — for he died.

Poetic form: acrostic