FINE knacks for ladies! cheap, choice, brave, and new, Good pennyworths -- but money cannot move: I keep a fair but for the Fair to view -- A beggar may be liberal of love. Though all my wares be trash, the heart is true, The heart is true. Great gifts are guiles and look for gifts again; My trifles come as treasures from my mind: It is a precious jewel to be plain; Sometimes in shell the orient'st pearls we find: -- Of others take a sheaf, of me a grain! Of me a grain! Within this packe pinnes points laces and gloves, And divers toies fitting a country faier, But in my hart where duety serves and loves, Turtels and twins, courts brood, a heavenly paier: Happy the hart that thincks of no removes, Of no removes. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SEVEN TWILIGHTS: 3 by CONRAD AIKEN A FOOL, A FOUL THING, A DISTRESSFUL LUNATIC by MARIANNE MOORE COMPLAINT by WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS THE HEMLOCK by EMILY DICKINSON THE SOCIETY UPON THE STANISLAUS by FRANCIS BRET HARTE |