90.The True Beauty _ Thomas Carew

He that loves a rosy cheek
Or 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…❣