Fond Frederick to Fanny, False, Fair THE sweetest Seraph's softest smile, The gorgeous gems of gentle grace, The slippery serpent's scathful stile Frequent false Fanny's flattering face. Headstrong with hazy halcyon hope, I follow fond the fickle fair; Nor shun the sudden, stunning stroke, Which drives me deep in dank despair. The golden glorious glowing globe, Which splendid Sol sublimely shews, Nor Night's noctural nimbose node, Distilling diuretick dews. Her eulogy can't e'en express, When cherub Cupid's cheer her charms, When bounteous beauty's bent to bless Her aw'd adorer's amorous arms. Nor systems, suns, nor sparkling stars, In confus'd Chaos countervolved, Could ape the ambling of her airs, When random ruin she resolved. Fair Fanny's fame shall flourish far, Till teazed time shall, toiling, tire; And Daphne, Delia, Dorcas dear, Shall fail to fan fierce Fancy's fire. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MY LIGHT WITH YOURS by EDGAR LEE MASTERS PARTING LOVERS by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING FREEDOM AND LOVE by THOMAS CAMPBELL THE OVIDIAN ELEGIAC METRE, DESCRIBED AND EXEMPLIFIED by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE PENMAEN POOL by GERARD MANLEY HOPKINS |