@3Just beguiler, Kindest love, yet only chastest, Royal in thy smooth denials, Frowning or demurely smiling, Still my pure delight. Let me view thee With thoughts and with eyes affected, And if then the flames do murmur, Quench them with thy virtue, charm them With thy stormy brows. Heav'n so cheerful Laughs not ever, hoary winter Knows his season; even the freshest Summer morns from angry thunder Jet not still secure.@1 | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CONCORD HYMN; SUNG AT COMPLETION OF CONCORD MONUMENT, 1836 by RALPH WALDO EMERSON LADY CLARA VERE DE VERE by ALFRED TENNYSON SONNET: AT STRATFORD-UPON-AVON by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH THE SHIPMAN'S TALE by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH THE ARGONAUTS (ARGONATUICA): MEDEA'S HESITATION by APOLLONIUS RHODIUS THE BRIGHT ASSASSIN by WILLIAM ROSE BENET |