Are you what your faire lookes expresse? Oh then be kinde: From law of Nature they digresse Whose forme sutes not their minde: Fairenesse seene in th' outward shape Is but th' inward beauties Ape. Eyes that of earth are mortall made, What can they view? All's but a colour or a shade, And neyther alwayes true. Reasons sight, that is eterne, Ev'n the substance can discerne. Soule is the Man; for who will so The body name? And to that power all grace we owe That deckes our living frame. What, or how, had housen bin, But for them that dwell therein? Love in the bosome is begot, Not in the eyes; No beauty makes the eye more hot, Her flames the spright surprise: Let our loving mindes then meete, For pure meetings are most sweet. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ELEGY FOR AN ENEMY by STEPHEN VINCENT BENET CAESAR'S LOST TRANSPORT SHIPS by ROBERT FROST THE SACHEM OF THE CLOUDS (A THANKSGIVING LEGEND) by ROBERT FROST THE LAST MAN'S CLUB by JAMES GALVIN TO EMILIE BIGELOW HAPGOOD - PHILANTHROPIST by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON |