{"id":646,"date":"2010-09-18T16:21:40","date_gmt":"2010-09-18T16:21:40","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/?p=646"},"modified":"2017-07-11T05:38:36","modified_gmt":"2017-07-11T05:38:36","slug":"a-portrait-by-nathaniel-parker-willis","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/a-portrait-by-nathaniel-parker-willis\/","title":{"rendered":"A PORTRAIT by Nathaniel Parker Willis"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><a href=\"http:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/09\/willis.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-medium wp-image-647 lazyload\" title=\"willis\" data-src=\"http:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/09\/willis-188x300.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"188\" height=\"300\" data-srcset=\"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/09\/willis-188x300.jpg 188w, https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/09\/willis-644x1024.jpg 644w, https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/09\/willis.jpg 664w\" data-sizes=\"(max-width: 188px) 100vw, 188px\" src=\"data:image\/svg+xml;base64,PHN2ZyB3aWR0aD0iMSIgaGVpZ2h0PSIxIiB4bWxucz0iaHR0cDovL3d3dy53My5vcmcvMjAwMC9zdmciPjwvc3ZnPg==\" style=\"--smush-placeholder-width: 188px; --smush-placeholder-aspect-ratio: 188\/300;\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>A PORTRAIT by Nathaniel Parker Willis<\/p>\n<p>She was not very beautiful, if it be beauty&#8217;s test<br \/>\nTo match a classic model when perfectly at rest;<br \/>\nAnd she did not look bewitchingly, if witchery it be,<br \/>\nTo have a forehead and a lip transparent as the sea.<br \/>\nThe fashion of her gracefulness was not a follow&#8217;d rule,<br \/>\nAnd her effervescent sprightliness was never learnt at school;<br \/>\nAnd her words were all peculiar, like the fairy&#8217;s who &#8216;spoke pearls;&#8217;<br \/>\nAnd her tone was ever sweetest midst the cadences of girls.<br \/>\nSaid I she was not beautiful? Her eyes upon your sight<br \/>\nBroke with the lambent purity of planetary light,<br \/>\nAnd an intellectual beauty, like a light within a vase,<br \/>\nTouched every line with glory of her animated face.<br \/>\nHer mind with sweets was laden, like a morning breath in June,<br \/>\nAnd her thoughts awoke in harmony, like dreamings of a tune,<br \/>\nAnd you heard her words like voices that o&#8217;er the waters creep,<br \/>\nOr like a serenader&#8217;s lute that mingles with your sleep.<br \/>\nShe had an earnest intellect?a perfect thirst of mind,<br \/>\nAnd a heart by elevated thoughts and poetry refin&#8217;d,<br \/>\nAnd she saw a subtle tint or shade with every careless look,<br \/>\nAnd the hidden links of nature were familiar as a book.<br \/>\nShe&#8217;s made of those rare elements that now and then appear,<br \/>\nAs if remov&#8217;d by accident unto a lesser sphere,<br \/>\nForever reaching up, and on, to life&#8217;s sublimer things,<br \/>\nAs if they had been used to track the universe with wings.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>A PORTRAIT by Nathaniel Parker Willis She was not very beautiful, if it be beauty&#8217;s test To match a classic model when perfectly at rest; And she did not look bewitchingly, if witchery it be, To have a forehead and a lip transparent as the sea. 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