Mary Barber

(1690-1757 / England)

The Recantation: To The Same Lady - Poem by Mary Barber

For give me, fair One, nor resent
The Lines to you I lately sent.
They seem, as if your Form you priz'd,
And ev'ry other Gift despis'd:
When a discerning Eye may find,
Your greatest Beauty's in your Mind.

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, April 20, 2010

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