Of gentle manners, and of taste refin'd, With all the graces of a polish'd mind; Clear sense and truth still shone in all she spoke, And from her lips no idle sentence broke. Each nicer elegance of art she knew; Correctly fair, and regularly true: Her ready fingers plied with equal skill The pencil's task, the needle, or the quill. So pois'd her feelings, so compos'd her soul, So subject all to reason's calm controul, One only passion, strong and unconfin'd, Disturb'd the ballance of her even mind: One passion rul'd despotic in her breast, In every word, and look, and thought confest; But that was Love, and Love delights to bless The generous transports of a fond excess. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...FACADE: 7. MADAME MOUSE TROTS by EDITH SITWELL FROM THE GREATER TESTAMENT (XXII, XXIII, AND XXVI) by FRANCOIS VILLON EVENEN IN THE VILLAGE by WILLIAM BARNES LOVE'S JUSTIFICATION by MICHELANGELO BUONARROTI AFTER DEATH by FRANCES ISABEL PARNELL EPISTLE TO MRS. BLOUNT, WITH THE WORKS OF VOITURE by ALEXANDER POPE |