HER stature and her shape were passing tall, Diana-like, when 'longst the lawns she goes; A stately pace, like Juno when she brav'd The Queen of Love 'fore Paris in the vale; A front beset with love and majesty; A face like lovely Venus when she blush'd A seely shepherd should be beauty's judge; A lip sweet ruby-red, grac'd with delight; Her eyes two sparkling stars in winter-night When chilling frost doth clear the azur'd sky; Her hairs, in tresses twin'd with threads of silk, Hung waving down like Phœbus' in his prime; Her breasts as white as those two snowy swans That draw to Paphos Cupid's smiling dame; A foot like Thetis' when she tripp'd the sands To steal Neptunus' favour with her steps; In fine, a piece, despite of beauty, fram'd To show what Nature's cunning could afford. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AUTUMN DIALOGUE by LOUIS UNTERMEYER THE LITTLE BOY LOST, FR. SONGS OF INNOCENCE by WILLIAM BLAKE SHERMAN by RICHARD WATSON GILDER MONDAY'S CHILD by MOTHER GOOSE AT THE GRAVE OF BURNS; SEVEN YEARS AFTER HIS DEATH by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH FROM AN EXCAVATION ON THE WARRIOR RIVER by ESTHER BARRETT ARGO |