Hon. Miss Mercer. - Hopner (Sketches In The Exhibition, 1805)
Oh! hide those tempting eyes, that faultless form, Those looks with feeling and with nature warm; The neck, the softly-swelling bosom hide, Nor, wanton gales, blow the light vest aside; For who, when beauties more than life excite Silent applause, can gaze without delight! But innocence, enchanting maid, is thine; Thine eyes in liquid light unconscious shine; And may thy breast no other feelings prove, Than those of sympathy and mutual love!
AI analysis available. Enable JavaScript to interact.
About this line
"Oh! hide those tempting eyes, that faultless form,..."
"Hon. Miss Mercer. - Hopner (Sketches In The Exhibition, 1805)" is a quintessential example of William Lisle Bowles's signature style... ### Why We Love This Line At Linespedia, we believe that poetry is the ultimate sanctuary for the soul...