The poem
HE that loves a rosy cheek, Or a coral lip admires, Or from star-like eyes doth seek Fuel to maintain his fires: As old Time makes these decay, So his flames must waste away.
But a smooth and steadfast mind, Gentle thoughts and calm desires, Hearts with equal love combined, Kindle never-dying fires. Where these are not, I despise Lovely cheeks or lips or eyes.
English
how lovely was the poem made i like it very much how about he explains all about the difference of the physical and the spiritual beauty.
nice ^^
whOOh. . i lUb dz pOem. .hOw nice.. .awesOme!!
This poem is really beautiful. (;