Wit's Queen, (if what the Poets sing be true) And Beauty's Goddess Childhood never knew, Pallas they say Sprung from the Head of Jove, Full grown, and from the Sea the Queen of Love; But had they, Miss, your Wit and Beauty seen, Venus and Pallas both had Children been. They, from the Sweetness of that Radiant Look, A Copy of young Venus might have took: And from those pretty Things you speak have told, How Pallas talk'd when she was Seven Years old. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SAILING BEYOND SEAS (OLD STYLE) by JEAN INGELOW SONNETS OF MANHOOD: SONNET 25. 'SOMETHING WAS WANTING' by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) HA! HA! HO! HO! by BERTON BRALEY THE WODDSY ONES by ABBIE FARWELL BROWN BENEDICTION by VALERY YAKOVLEVICH BRYUSOV AN ITALIAN BEGGAR by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON YESTERDAY by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON |