A man must ponder On Beauty's nature, Feature, and stature, What wondrous plunder She steals from Time; What is her law, Dignity, awe, Reason and rhyme, That may be Orion Above a mountain, Or a tense lion, Or a strict fountain, Or a wave overblown. For I seek only Beauty lonely, Lonely, lonely, To me unknown. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...JOHN MOULDY by WALTER JOHN DE LA MARE THE TEACHER by LESLIE PINCKNEY HILL THE LETTER; EDWARD ROWLAND SILL, DIED FEBRUARY 27, 1887 by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH AN EPITAPH ON A DUTCH CAPTAIN by PHILIP AYRES DIANA by JULIEN AUGUSTE PELAGE BRIZEUX THE CITY [OF THE DEAD]. by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON FIRST WIFE TO THE SECOND by GLENNA MORRIS CLEVENGER |