FOR whom is Beauty? Where no eyes attend As richly goes the day; and every dawn Reddens along green rivers whereupon None ever gaze. Think, could earth see an end Of all the twilight lovers whose thoughts blend With scent of garden blooms they call their own, Would not as close the yellowest rose outblown Be, after them, the unmurmurous evening's friend? Then wherefore Beauty, if in mortal eye That loves them stars no challenge read to shine, And all the wonder of a sunset sky Wax not more wondrous for such smile as thine? Why, pray, if not for Love which cannot die— This old earth-loving Love of thine and mine? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...I SING OF LOVE by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON I WANT TO LIVE by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON ILLUSIONS by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON ADMETUS; TO MY FRIEND RALPH WALDO EMERSON by EMMA LAZARUS DOMESDAY BOOK: THE CORONER by EDGAR LEE MASTERS |