What if my Julia's happy eyes Are filled with ever glad surprise To see herself so fair? Must she alone be dull and blind To what is dear in human kind, And glorious and rare? Must she herself alone ignore The loveliness that all adore In eye and mouth and face? Must she alone be witless quite Of that incomparable sight, That galaxy of grace? And why should she not understand The witchery of snowy hand, The lure of dainty skin? Or why should she not brightly know The powers that with beauty go, To satisfy and win? I would not praise the stupid girl Unconscious of her tiniest curl, The bending of her arm; Let these that such delight confer Be also purest joy to her, And double every charm! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AFTER THE PAPAGO by JAMES GALVIN FUGUE FOR A DROWNED GIRL by JAMES GALVIN RETROSPECTION by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON HERO-WORSHIP; SONNET by AMY LOWELL SQUIRE BOWLING GREEN by EDGAR LEE MASTERS |