Upon the road of my life, Passed me many fair creatures, Clothed all in white, and radiant. To one, finally, I made speech: "Who art thou?" But she, like the others, Kept cowled her face, And answered in haste, anxiously, "I am good deed, forsooth; "You have often seen me." "Not uncowled," I made reply. And with rash and strong hand, Though she resisted, I drew away the veil And gazed at the features of Vanity. She, shamefaced, went on; And after I had mused a time, I said of myself, "Fool!" | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE BURDEN OF NINEVEH by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI THE WHITE CHARGER by ABUS SALT HOMER by WILLIAM EDMONSTOUNE AYTOUN MATRIMONIAL MELODIES: 5. SPEAKING OF DRIVING by BERTON BRALEY CREOLE SLAVE SONG: THE SONG OF CAYETANO'S CIRCUS by GEORGE WASHINGTON CABLE THE PROPHET by MYRTLE W. CAMPBELL A BOOK OF AIRS: SONG 18 by THOMAS CAMPION EPITAPH ON THE LADY MARY VILLIERS [OR VILLERS] (3) by THOMAS CAREW |