FLUTTERING lovers, giddy boys, Sighing soft for Hymen's joys, Would you shun the tricking arts, Beauty's traps for youthful hearts, Would you treasure in a wife, Riches, which shall last through life; Would you in your choice be nice, Hear Minerva's sage advice. Be not caught with shape, nor air, Coral lips, nor flowing hair; Shape and jaunty air may cheat, Coral lips may speak deceit. Girls unmask'd would you descry, Fix your fancy on the eye; NATURE there has truth design'd, 'T is the eye, that speaks the mind. Shun the proud, disdainful eye, Frowning fancied dignity, Shun the eye with vacant glare; COLD INDIFFERENCE WINTERS THERE. Shun the eager orb of fire Gloating with impure desire; Shun the wily eye of prude, Looking coy to be pursued. From the jilting eye refrain, Glancing love, and now disdain. Fly the fierce, satiric eye, Shooting keen severity; For Nature thus, her truth design'd And made the eye proclaim the mind. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...COUNTRYWOMEN by KATHERINE MANSFIELD A PREPARATORY HYMNE TO THE WEEK OF MEDITACIONS UPON, & DEVOUT EXERCISE by JOSEPH BEAUMONT PASTELLE IN BLUE by IDA MAY BORNCAMP SPRING FANTASIES: 5. ROAD SONG by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON TO THE HON. MRS. GEORGE LAMB by GEORGE GORDON BYRON |