Oft do I muse whether my Delia's eyes Are eyes or else two fair bright stars that shine; For how could nature ever thus devise Of earth on earth a substance so divine? Stars sure they are, whose motions rule desires, And calm and tempest follow their aspects; Their sweet appearing still such power inspires That makes the world admire so strange effects. Yet whether fixed or wand'ring stars are they, Whose influence rule the orb of my poor heart, Fixed sure they are, but wand'ring make me stray In endless errors, whence I cannot part. Stars then, not eyes, move yet with milder view Your sweet aspect on him that honors you. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...NURSE'S SONG, FR. SONGS OF EXPERIENCE by WILLIAM BLAKE PLEAD FOR ME by EMILY JANE BRONTE CHRISTMAS TREES; A CHRISTMAS CIRCULAR LETTER by ROBERT FROST FREQUENTLY by FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS AFTER THE SOIREE by F. R. D. B. EPITAPH ON NOISY POLEMIC (BURNS'S 'BLETH'RIN BITCH') by ROBERT BURNS |