Beauty hath a silken skin, Creamy white to travel in; Sparkle, dimple, winning grace, What surpasseth Beauty's face? This surpasseth: eyes to see What the charms of Beauty be; This surpasseth: eager mind Beauty's soul to seek and find. Beauty with a snowy hand Hath the power to command, Turneth armies left or right: What surpasseth Beauty's might? This surpasseth: Love alone Matches might with Beauty's own; Queenly seated far above, Beauty cannot conquer Love. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO ATLANTA UNIVERSITY - ITS FOUNDERS AND TEACHERS by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON TO NANNETTE FALK-AUERBACH by SIDNEY LANIER WORDS INTO WORDS WON'T GO by CLARENCE MAJOR SQUIRE BOWLING GREEN by EDGAR LEE MASTERS IN THE DAYS OF PRISMATIC COLOR by MARIANNE MOORE ON A VOLUME OF SCHOLASTIC PHILOSOPHY by GEORGE SANTAYANA HYBRIDS OF WAR: A MORALITY POEM: 1. VIETNAM by KAREN SWENSON |