Her eyes are like the evening air, <br />Her voice is like a rose, <br />Her lips are like a lovely song, <br />That ripples as it flows, <br />And she herself is sweeter than <br />The sweetest thing she knows. <br /> <br />A slender, haunting, twilight form <br />Of wonder and surprise, <br />She seemed a fairy or a child, <br />Till, deep within her eyes, <br />I saw the homeward-leading star <br />Of womanhood arise.<br /><br />Henry Van Dyke<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/hesper/
