BABE, if rhyme be none For that sweet small word Babe, the sweetest one Ever heard, Right it is and meet Rhyme should keep not true Time with such a sweet Thing as you. Meet it is that rhyme Should not gain such grace: What is April's prime To your face? What to yours is May's Rosiest smile? what sound Like your laughter sways All hearts round? None can tell in metre Fit for ears on earth What sweet star grew sweeter At your birth. Wisdom doubts what may be: Hope, with smile sublime, Trusts: but neither, baby, Knows the rhyme. Wisdom lies down lonely; Hope keeps watch from far; None but one seer only Sees the star. Love alone, with yearning Heart for astrolabe, Takes the star's height, burning O'er the babe. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE LITANY: 10. THE MARTYRS by JOHN DONNE AN EGYPTIAN PULLED GLASS BOTTLE IN THE SHAPE OF A FISH by MARIANNE MOORE SONNET (3) by CHARLES HAMILTON SORLEY THE GOAT PATHS by JAMES STEPHENS THE BUBBLE by WILLIAM ALLINGHAM SONNETS OF MANHOOD: 42. 'GRECIAN AND ENGLISH' by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) |