WE all to conquering beauty bow, It's pleasing powers admire; But I ne'er saw that face till now, That like yours could inspire; Now I may say I've met with one Amazes all mankind; And like men gazing on the sun, With too much light am blind. Soft as the tender moving sighs When longing lovers meet; Like the divining prophets wise, And like blown roses sweet; Majestic, gay, reserved, yet free, Each happy night a bride; A mien like awful majesty, And yet no spark of pride. The patriarch to gain a wife, Chaste, beautiful, and young, Served fourteen years a painful life, And never thought it long: If beauty would award such care, And life so long could stay, Not fourteen, but four hundred year Would seem but as one day. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ESTRANGEMENT by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON A SEA-SHORE GRAVE by SIDNEY LANIER ATELIER CEZANNE by CLARENCE MAJOR DISMAL MOMENT PASSING by CLARENCE MAJOR YOU SAY YOU SAID by MARIANNE MOORE KILLED IN ACTION by ISAAC ROSENBERG |