O LOOK not, lady, with disdain! Nor fill our hearts with ruth; You still may charm some humble swain, Although you've lost a tooth! Thy beaming eyes are black as jet, And pretty is thy mouth; No angel ever smiled so sweet, Before you lost a tooth. While fondly thus you strive to shine In all the charms of youth, Your face and figure are divine, But O! you've lost a tooth. Ah! why that angry frown? for shame! I only speak the truth: It cannot hurt Eliza's fame To say she's lost a tooth. But search some hearts, perhaps you'll find A greater fault, forsooth; O! it were well for womankind Were all their loss a tooth! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE EXPOSED NEST by ROBERT FROST THE LAST ROSE OF SUMMER by THOMAS MOORE THE CAT OF CATS by WILLIAM BRIGHTY RANDS AIRY NOTHINGS. FR. THE TEMPEST by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE BY THE SALPETRIERE by THOMAS ASHE |