Wit's Queen, (if what the Poets sing be true) And Beauty's Goddess Childhood never knew, Pallas they say Sprung from the Head of Jove, Full grown, and from the Sea the Queen of Love; But had they, Miss, your Wit and Beauty seen, Venus and Pallas both had Children been. They, from the Sweetness of that Radiant Look, A Copy of young Venus might have took: And from those pretty Things you speak have told, How Pallas talk'd when she was Seven Years old. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TASTING THE EARTH by JAMES OPPENHEIM HOPEFULLY WAITING by ANSON DAVIES FITZ RANDOLPH IN TIME OF GRIEF by LIZETTE WOODWORTH REESE THE DESPAIRING LOVER by WILLIAM WALSH (1663-1707) THE ANNOYER by NATHANIEL PARKER WILLIS |