BLEST Walk! that with your leavy arms embrace In small, what beauty the dilated face Of the whole world contains! The violet, Bowing its humble head down at her feet, Pays homage for the livery of her veins: Roses and lilies, and what beauteous stains Nature adorns the Spring with, are but all Faint copies of this fair Original. She is a moving Paradise, doth view Your greens, not to refresh herself, but you. This path's th' Ecliptic, heat prolific hence Is shed on you by her kind influence; She is, alas! too like the Sun, who grants That warmth to all, which in himself he wants. You thus oblig'd, this benefit return, Teach her by lectures visible to burn; That she, when Zephyr moves each whisp'ring bough To kiss his neighbour, thence may learn t' allow The real seals of kindness, and be taught By twining woodbines what sweet joys are caught In such embraces. Thus, and thousand ways Told you by amorous Fairies, and the lays Of your fond guardian, waken her desires, Requiting your own warmth with equal fires. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE VOLUNTEER by HERBERT HENRY ASQUITH THE MAN HE KILLED by THOMAS HARDY THE QUIET PILGRIM by EDITH MATILDA THOMAS FROM HIDDEN SOURCE by JEAN ANDERSON THE IVY; ADDRESSED TO A YOUNG FRIEND by BERNARD BARTON THE UNKNOWN WOMAN by ALEXANDER (ALEKSANDR) ALEXANDROVICH BLOK ON MY DEAR GRANDCHILD SIMON WHO DIED ... ONE MONTH AND ONE DAY OLD by ANNE BRADSTREET |