Beauty

Say not of beauty she is good,
Or aught but beautiful,
Or sleek to doves' wings of the wood
Her wild wings of a gull.

Call her not wicked; that word's touch
Consumes her like a curse;
But love her not too much, too much,
For that is even worse.

O, she is neither good nor bad,
But innocent and wild!
Enshrine her and she dies, who had
The hard heart of a child.

by Elinor Morton Wylie

Comments (5)

EXCELLENT, to call beauty is something very special, ...10
Quite captures the essence of woman, I think. Or the wrath thereof.
Lovely with matching contrast what always saturated within beauty. Good stroke to define good.
Simply more than beautiful.....................
Well, with a name like Wylie/Wyllie, how could you go wrong, the strong the brave, the scottish wave-from me to you, ya stylish gurl, fined in pen, adored the swirl Love- Duncan The Part Scot XXXXXXX