(Written in the album of Edith Southey) IN Christian world Mary the garland wears! Rebecca sweetens on a Hebrew's ear; Quakers for pure Priscilla are more clear; And the light Gaul by amorous Ninon swears. Among the lesser lights how Lucy shines! What air of fragrance Rosamond throws round! How like a hymn doth sweet Cecilia sound! Of Marthas, and of Abigails, few lines Have bragged in verse. Of coarsest household stuff Should homely Joan be fashioned. But can You Barbara resist, or Marian? And is not Clare for love excuse enough? Yet, by my faith in numbers, I profess, These all, than Saxon Edith, please me less. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...VOICES OF THE AIR by KATHERINE MANSFIELD THE SUICIDE by EDNA ST. VINCENT MILLAY VALENTINES TO MY MOTHER: 1876 by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI A RECIPE FOR SALAD by SYDNEY SMITH SHADOWS OF CRIME by LEVI BISHOP |