I SHE can be as wise as we, And wiser when she wishes; She can knit with cunning wit, And dress the homely dishes. She can flourish staff or pen, And deal a wound that lingers; She can talk the talk of men, And touch with thrilling fingers. II Match her ye across the sea, Natures fond and fiery; Ye who zest the turtle's nest With the eagle's eyrie. Soft and loving is her soul, Swift and lofty soaring; Mixing with its dove-like dole Passionate adoring. III Such a she who 'll match with me? In flying or pursuing, Subtle wiles are in her smiles To set the world a-wooing. She is steadfast as a star, And yet the maddest maiden: She can wage a gallant war, And give the peace of Eden. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE MAUSOLEUM by WILLIAM EDMONSTOUNE AYTOUN PSALM 57 by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE HO FOR NOA NOA by BERTON BRALEY THE CAMPUS IN VACATION by ANNE MILLAY BREMER ELEGY by ROBERT SEYMOUR BRIDGES THE SPHINX by HENRY HOWARD BROWNELL |