Lo! modern beauty lends her lips and eyes To tell an ancient story. Thou hast brought Into thy picture all our fancy sought Of that old time, with cunning art and wise. The sun obeys thy gestures, and allows Thy guiding hand, where'er thou hast a mind, To turn his passive light upon mankind, And set his seal and thine on chosen brows. Thou lovest all loveliness, and many a face Is press'd and summon'd from the breezy shores On thine immortal charts to take its place; While, near at hand, the jealous ocean roars: His noblest Tritons would thy subjects be, And all his fairest Nereids sit to thee. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A SONG FROM THE COPTIC by JOHANN WOLFGANG VON GOETHE AN UPPER CHAMBER by FRANCES BANNERMAN THE LOVE OF DECEIT by CHARLES BAUDELAIRE LIFE'S PATTERN by VERDA BORISFIELD OUR LADY by ROBERT SEYMOUR BRIDGES VERSES ON THE DESTRUCTION OF DRUMLANRIG WOODS by ROBERT BURNS |