22.05.2007, 17:49
Mary! I dare not call thy charms divine
But all the sweetest qualities of earth,
Which constitute an humbler, holier worth,
Grace, gayety, and gentleness are thine
A grace more glorious than the grace of form,
And moulding less thy motions than thy mind;
A gayety not thoughtless or unkind, -
Wild, and yet winning, womanly and warm;
A gentleness of heart that is not weakness,
Persuasive, potent, beautiful in meekness:
Only at times, in some excited hour,
A flash that lights the darkness of thine eyes,
Revals a secret and deeper power, -
A spirit he has hardiness who tries.
But all the sweetest qualities of earth,
Which constitute an humbler, holier worth,
Grace, gayety, and gentleness are thine
A grace more glorious than the grace of form,
And moulding less thy motions than thy mind;
A gayety not thoughtless or unkind, -
Wild, and yet winning, womanly and warm;
A gentleness of heart that is not weakness,
Persuasive, potent, beautiful in meekness:
Only at times, in some excited hour,
A flash that lights the darkness of thine eyes,
Revals a secret and deeper power, -
A spirit he has hardiness who tries.