SOFT of voice and light of hand As the fairest in the land -- Who can rightly understand My love Annie? Simple in her thoughts and ways, True in every word she says, -- Who shall even dare to praise My love Annie? Midst a naughty world and rude Never in ungentle mood; Never tired of being good -- My love Annie. Hundreds of the wise and great Might o'erlook her meek estate; But on her good angels wait, My love Annie. Many or few of the loves that may Shine upon her silent way, -- God will love her night and day, My love Annie. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE FISH, THE MAN, AND THE SPIRIT (COMPLETE) by JAMES HENRY LEIGH HUNT SONNET: 87 by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE TITA'S TEARS; A FANTASY by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH WALLS by WILLIAM HERVEY ALLEN JR. TO A DOG by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD |