HERE Nature in her glass -- the wanton elf -- Sits gravely making faces at herself; And, while she scans each clumsy feature o'er, Repeats the blunders that she made before! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE RUBAIYAT, 1879 EDITION: 14 by OMAR KHAYYAM THE INVITATION by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD LILIES: 13. 'LET US NEVER COMFORT EACH OTHER INTO SLEEP' by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) ASPIRATIONS: 11 by MATHILDE BLIND THE BOOK OF GOD by HORATIO (HORATIUS) BONAR |