Beauty hath a silken skin, Creamy white to travel in; Sparkle, dimple, winning grace, What surpasseth Beauty's face? This surpasseth: eyes to see What the charms of Beauty be; This surpasseth: eager mind Beauty's soul to seek and find. Beauty with a snowy hand Hath the power to command, Turneth armies left or right: What surpasseth Beauty's might? This surpasseth: Love alone Matches might with Beauty's own; Queenly seated far above, Beauty cannot conquer Love. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CHILD'S EVENING HYMN by SABINE BARING-GOULD THE WANDERER: 2. IN FRANCE: THE PORTRAIT by EDWARD ROBERT BULWER-LYTTON FIRE, FAMINE AND SLAUGHTER. A WAR ECLOGUE by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE EPITAPH: FOR MY GRANDMOTHER by COUNTEE CULLEN BALLAD by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR EPIGRAM: 27. THE FRUIT by THOMAS WYATT TO AN ISLE IN THE WATER by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS |