WHAT do I see in Cecile's eyes More than the first divine surprise? The olden dignity of Spain Made gentle by remembered pain; The mountain-courage of Savoy; Rich vintage of Italian joy; The poised serenity of France, Gift of a high inheritance; And, best of all, -- from what deep spring? -- Such sympathy with suffering As takes from sorrow half the sting. Surely to these soft eyes 'twas given To bring authentic word from Heaven -- For thus their sweet suggestions run: That Love and Duty are but one. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE BLACK RUNNER by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON SONNET: ADDRESSED TO HAYDON (1) by JOHN KEATS A FOREIGN RULER by WALTER SAVAGE LANDOR IN MEMORIAM A.H.H.: 129 by ALFRED TENNYSON REMINDER by INDRAN AMIRTHANAYAGAM SACRED LYRIC by ISIDORE G. ASCHER |