OH stay that covetous hand; first turn all eye, All depth and mind; then mystically spy Her soul's fair picture, her fair soul's, in all So truly copi'd from th' original, That you will swear her body by this law Is but its shadow, as this its;---now draw. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE NILE by JAMES HENRY LEIGH HUNT THE THORN by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH HUMAN FLIES by KATHARINE ADAMS A BALLADE OF EVOLUTION by GRANT ALLEN SONGS OF NIGHT TO MORNING: 5 by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) A MOTH FOUND ON THE FLOOR by EDNA M. BECKER |