While at the mirror, lovely maid You trifle time away, Reflect how soon your bloom will fade, How soon your charms decay. By nature form'd to please the eye, All studied airs disdain, From art, from affectation fly, And fashions light and vain. Turn from the glass and view your mind, On that bestow your care, Improve, correct it, till you find No imperfections there. Make it the seat of every grace, Of charms that will encrease; And give bright lustre to the face, When youth and beauty cease. Charms, that will gain a worthy heart, And lasting love inspire, That will thro' life true bliss impart, Nor yet, with life expire. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE BAD CHILD'S BOOK OF BEASTS: INTRODUCTION by HILAIRE BELLOC THE SACHEM OF THE CLOUDS (A THANKSGIVING LEGEND) by ROBERT FROST AFTER WRITING A POEM by DAVID IGNATOW THE JOBHOLDER by DAVID IGNATOW NOT OUR GOOD LUCK by ROBINSON JEFFERS DELUSION by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON STREET-CRIES: 2. THE SHIP OF EARTH by SIDNEY LANIER AT THE MERMAID TAVERN (APRIL 10, 1613) by EDGAR LEE MASTERS SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: ALONZO CHURCHILL by EDGAR LEE MASTERS |