How does your beauty fair in Godly realms?
My eyes have placed you there for such compare;
For yours upon this earth so overwhelms
That mirrors of your flair, they're are none there.
So goddess I confer upon your name;
Yet needn't you change, as you do wear it now,
And gaze your Greek and Roman peers to shame;
Unknown such mortal beauty could allow.
But they may look me down with time's decay;
To tease, that lovely youth shall meet with age,
But sight is fixed that upper you'll shall stay
As tho' by God of youth you do assuage.
Immortal is not blessed but near is truth
That I bestow by eyes your ever youth.
