The golden gift that nature did thee give To fasten friends and feed them at thy will With form and favor, taught me to believe How thou art made to show her greatest skill. Whose hidden virtues are not so unknown, But lively dooms might gather at the first Where beauty so her perfect seed hath sown, Of other graces follow needs there must. Now certes, lady, since all this is true, That from above thy gifts are thus elect, Do not deface them then with fancies new, Nor change of minds let not thy mind infect; But mercy him thy friend that doth thee serve, Who seeks alway thine honor to preserve. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BE STRONG by MALTBIE DAVENPORT BABCOCK TO THE MEMORY OF BEN JONSON by JOHN CLEVELAND THE BOOK [OF THE WORLD] by WILLIAM DRUMMOND OF HAWTHORNDEN LINES COMPOSED AT GRASMERE by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH NO SECOND TROY by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS MAN AN' MOOSE by ROBERT ADAMSON (1832-) |