Some blaze the precious beauties of their loves By precious stones, and other some by flowers, Some by the planets and celestial powers, Or by what else their fancy best approves; Yet I by none of these will blazon mine, But only say her self herself is like, For those similitudes I much mislike That are much used, though they be divine. In saying she is like herself, I say She hath no like, for she is past compare. Then who aright commends this creature rare Must say, "She is"; and there of force must stay, Because by words she cannot be expressed; So say, "She is," and wond'ring owe the rest. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MERCILES BEAUTE; A TRIPLE ROUNDEL: 2. REJECTION by GEOFFREY CHAUCER THE CROWING OF THE RED COCK by EMMA LAZARUS THE DEAD HEROES by ISAAC ROSENBERG GREEK POETESSES by ANTIPATER OF THESSALONICA DESCRIBES THE PLACE WHERE CYNTHIA IS SPORTING HERSELF by PHILIP AYRES |