Inimitable
Not from glitzy stars do I perfection espy,
Nor Moon's struttings so wondrous deem;
Your unfeigned pulchritude's glittering eye
Illumines every dark labyrinth of my heart.
Though Sun's poses such lustrous gleams
Upon haughty crags her gaudy rays repose,
Your Nature-gifted orbs their mimicry dims;
Bestowing brighter beams upon my course.
And let flaming meteors dead and live alike
Their ersatz grins roar across mutest skies;
Such intoxicating blazes your beauty wields,
Which polite nerves past sanest refrain tries.
Should celestial pageants their fairest cast below,
Your most natural stunts would eclipse them still;
Peerless rules that unpretensious angel-like glow.
For, why orbiting dims where reigns genuine light?
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