The smiling mouth and laughing eyen gray, The breastes round and long small armes twain, The handes smooth, the sides straight and plain, Your feetes lit -- what should I further say? It is my craft when ye are far away To muse thereon in stinting of my pain -- The smiling mouth and laughing eyen gray, The breastes round and long small armes twain. So would I pray you, if I durst or may, The sight to see as I have seen, Forwhy that craft me is most fain, And will be to the hour in which I day -- The smiling mouth and laughing eyen gray, The breastes round and long small armes twain. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...WHEN LOVE GOES by SARA TEASDALE BOUND NO'TH BLUES by JAMES LANGSTON HUGHES THE SHEPHEARDES CALENDER: AUGUST by EDMUND SPENSER SONGS OF TRAVEL: 46. EVENSONG by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON THE DIFFERENCE by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH THE OUTLAW by MATILDA BARBARA BETHAM-EDWARDS |