THE harmony of colours, features, grace, Resulting airs (the magic of a face) Of musical sweet tunes, all which combin'd To crown one sovereign beauty, lies confin'd To this dark vault. She was a cabinet Where all the choicest stones of price were set: Whose native colours purest lustre lent Her eye, cheek, lip, a dazzling ornament; Whose rare and hidden virtues did express Her inward beauties, and mind's fairer dress. The constant diamond, the wise chrysolite, The devout sapphire, em'rald apt to write Records of memory, cheerful agate, grave And serious onyx, topaz that doth save The brain's calm temper, witty amethyst, This precious quarry, or what else the list On Aaron's ephod planted had, she wore: One only pearl was wanting to her store, Which in her Saviour's book she found express'd: To purchase that, she sold Death all the rest. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE METROPOLITAN TOWER by SARA TEASDALE THE SCRIBE by WALTER JOHN DE LA MARE BEFORE ACTION by WILLIAM NOEL HODGSON TO LUCASTA, [ON] GOING BEYOND THE SEAS by RICHARD LOVELACE A CHRISTMAS CAROL by ALGERNON CHARLES SWINBURNE SIX TOWN ECLOGUES: SATURDAY; THE SMALL-POX by MARY WORTLEY MONTAGU UNCLE AN' AUNT by WILLIAM BARNES URANIA; THE WOMAN IN THE MOON: DEDICATION TO HENRY, PRINCE OF WALES by WILLIAM BASSE |