LOWER thy large pure eyes, Blue as the skies; Lower thy large pure eyes. Thy faultless body veil, So chaste and pale; Thy faultless body veil. Thy lips let silence tie While I pass by; Thy lips let silence tie. For sight of beauty slays Who dares to gaze. Oft beauty snares and slays. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...PRO PATRIA MORI by THOMAS MOORE A VOICE FOR EDWARD by GLEN BLANCH OUT OF THE SILENCE OF MY DREAMS by WILLIAM STANLEY BRAITHWAITE BRITANNIA'S PASTORALS: BOOK 1. THE FIFTH SONG by WILLIAM BROWNE (1591-1643) SONNET ON MOOR PARK - WRITTEN AT PARIS, MAY 11, 1826 by SAMUEL EGERTON BRYDGES |