AND what was Stella but a haughty dame? Or Geraldine, whom noble Surrey sought? Or Sacharissa, she who proudly taugh The courtly Waller statelier verse to frame? Or Beatrice, whom Dante deified? Or she of whom all Italy once rung, Compared with thee, who art our age's pride, And the sweet theme of many a poet's tongue? There is a nobleness that dwells within, Fairer by far than any outward feature; A grace, a wit to gentleness akin, That would subdue the most unloving creature. These beauties rare are thine, most matchless maid, Compared with which, theirs were but beauty's shade. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE HOUSE OF DUST: 1 by CONRAD AIKEN MOTHER (MARGERY CARRUTH, 1896-1981) by HAYDEN CARRUTH SONG: SO OFTEN, SO LONG I HAVE THOUGHT by HAYDEN CARRUTH FOR OUR BETTER GRACES by JAMES GALVIN ARMAGEDDON by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON VASHTI by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON MONODY ON THE DEATH OF WILLIAM MARION REEDY by EDGAR LEE MASTERS |