The Hundred Best Poems (lyrical) in the English language - second series/To Dianeme

by Robert Herrick

ROBERT HERRICK.

SWEET, be not proud or those two eyes
Which starlike sparkle in their skies;
Nor be you proud, that you can see
All hearts your captives; yours yet free:
Be you not proud of that rich hair
Which wantons with the lovesick air;
Whenas that ruby which you wear,
Sunk from the tip of your soft ear,
Will last to be a precious stone
When all your world of beauty's gone.