He that loves a rosy cheek, <br />Or a coral lip admires, <br />Or from star-like eyes doth seek <br />Fuel to maintain his fires: <br />As old Time makes these decay, <br />So his flames must waste away. <br /> <br />But a smooth and steadfast mind, <br />Gentle thoughts, and calm desires, <br />Hearts with equal love combined, <br />Kindle never-dying fires: <br />Where these are not, I despise <br />Lovely cheeks or lips or eyes.<br /><br />Thomas Carew<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/he-that-loves-a-rosy-cheek/
