Splendour! O more than mortal, For other forms come short all Of her illustrate brightness, As far as sin's from lightness. Her wit as quick, and sprightful As fire; and more delightful Than the stol'n sports of lovers, When night their meeting covers. Judgement (adorned with learning) Doth shine in her discerning, Clear as a naked vestal Closed in an orb of crystal. Her breath for sweet exceeding The phoenix place of breeding, But mixed with sound, transcending All nature of commending. Alas: then whither wade I, In thought to praise this lady; When seeking her renowning, Myself am so near drowning? Retire, and say; her graces Are deeper than their faces: Yet she's nor nice to show them, Nor takes she pride to know them. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...POSSUM SONG (A WARNING) by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON ON LIBERTY AND SLAVERY by GEORGE MOSES HORTON THE DEATH OF ADONIS by THEOCRITUS ALAS! by FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS ROUNDEL by FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS |