Here you will find the Poem Medjnoon in his Solitude of poet Louisa Stuart Costello
My ev'ry thought and wish was thine; Alas! thou know'st too well? The ties that bind thy soul and mine, How lasting need I tell. Oh! I have lov'd thee tenderly? Too dearly love thee still! I feel that thought can never die? That wish no time can kill. The life that spreads before me now Is one vast wilderness; No fairy vales the scene can show That smile to cheer and bless. All dreary spreads the frowning waste? A desert, gloomy, bare; The rugged path, when found at last, Leads on but to despair! No streams, that cool the parching breeze, Spring in that desert rude; Save those the fainting Arab sees, That glitter to delude. Or if some smiling view display'd Would tempt my hope again, I know 'tis but an empty shade, And sigh to feel it vain!