Friday, December 23, 2005

She is not fair to an outward view

She is not fair to an outward view
As many maidens be;
Her loveliness I never knew
Until she smiled on me;
O then I saw her eye was bright
A well of love, a spring of light.

But now her looks are coy and cold,
To mine they ne'er reply
And yet I cease not to behold
The love-light in her eye:
Her very frowns are fairer far
Than smiles of other maidens are.

Hartely Coleridge

Faithfully copied (makki ki makki) from
"PANORAMA -A Selection of Poems"

1 comment:

kiran said...

btw whos the gal dude???