The Unfading Beauty

Thomas CarewThomas Carew

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

1595 - 1640/EnglishThomas Carew (pronounced like "Carey") was an English poet.

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