SINCE in your face, as in a beauteous sphere, Delight and state so sweetly mix'd appear That love 's not light, nor gravity severe, All your attractive graces seem to draw A modest rigour keepeth so in awe, That in their turns each of them gives the law. Therefore, though chaste and virtuous desire Through that your native mildness may aspire, Until a just regard it doth acquire, Yet if love thence a forward hope project, You can, by virtue of a sweet neglect, Convert it straight to reverend respect. Thus, as in your rare temper, we may find An excellence so perfect in each kind, That a fair body hath a fairer mind; So all the beams you diversely do dart, As well on th' understanding as the heart, Of love and honour equal cause impart. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ITALIAN PICTURES: COSTA MAGIC by MINA LOY SONG OF THE OPEN COUNTRY by DOROTHY PARKER RABBI BEN EZRA by ROBERT BROWNING THE NEW INN: A VISION OF BEAUTY by BEN JONSON OVERTONES by WILLIAM ALEXANDER PERCY |