SEE how the letters of thy name impart The very whispers of thy heart. This name came surely out of Adam's mint, It bears so well thy nature's print. Woman @3materia prima@1 doth present, Is to all forms indifferent, As pictures do at once with various eyes, Distinctly view all companies, With such a steadfast look, that each man would Swear they did only him behold. Thus run we in a wheel, where steadfast ground To fix our footing is not found, Whilst woman's heart incliningly doth move, Like twigs to every sigh of Love. She, who imparts her smiles to more than one, May many like, but can love none. The force of all things in contraction lies, And Love thrives by monopolies. Those glasses that collect the scatter'd rays Into one point, a flame can raise: Straiten the object, you increase love's store; So loving less, you love the more. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HOMING BRAVES by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON AN ODE UPON A QUESTION WHETHER LOVE SHOULD CONTINUE FOREVER by EDWARD HERBERT AT LORD'S [CRICKET GROUND] by FRANCIS THOMPSON THE RAJPOOT WIFE by EDWIN ARNOLD THE CRUSADERS' MARCH by WILLIAM EDMONSTOUNE AYTOUN |