WHY should I thus employ my time, To paint those cheeks of rosy hue? Why should I search my brains for rhyme, To sing those eyes of glossy blue? The power as yet is all in vain, Thy numerous charms, and various graces: They only serve to banish pain, And light up joy in parents' faces. But soon those eyes their strength shall feel; Those charms their powerful sway shall find: Youth shall in crowds before you kneel, And own your empire o'er mankind. Then, when on Beauty's throne you sit, And thousands court your wish'd-for arms; My Muse shall stretch her utmost wit, To sing the victories of your charms. Charms that in time shall ne'er be lost, At least while verse like mine endures, And future Hanburys shall boast, Of verse like mine, of charms like yours. A little vain we both may be, Since scarce another house can show, A poet, that can sing like me; A beauty, that can charm like you. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE HEMP (A VIRGINIA LEGEND) by STEPHEN VINCENT BENET CONCERNING NECESSITY by HAYDEN CARRUTH WHAT I'VE BELIEVED IN by JAMES GALVIN MAGDALEN by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON RECOMPENSE by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON TO W.E.B. DUBOIS - SCHOLAR by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON |