Ballade Of My Lady's Beauty Poem by Joyce Kilmer
Ballade Of My Lady's Beauty
Squire Adam had two wives, they say,
Two wives had he, for his delight,
He kissed and clypt them all the day
And clypt and kissed them all the night.
Now Eve like ocean foam was white
And Lilith roses dipped in wine,
But though they were a goodly sight
No lady is so fair as mine.
To Venus some folk tribute pay
And Queen of Beauty she is hight,
And Sainte Marie the world doth sway
In cerule napery bedight.
My wonderment these twain invite,
Their comeliness it is divine,
And yet I say in their despite,
No lady is so fair as mine.
Dame Helen caused a grievous fray,
For love of her brave men did fight,
The eyes of her made sages fey
And put their hearts in woeful plight.
To her no rhymes will I indite,
For her no garlands will I twine,
Though she be made of flowers and light
No lady is so fair as mine.
L'Envoi
Prince Eros, Lord of lovely might,
Who on Olympus dost recline,
Do I not tell the truth aright?
No lady is so fair as mine.
A beautiful, inspiring, elevating work of poetry. Not only a wondrous tribute to his loved one, but indirectly to the power of love itself to inspire the visage of beauty within the heart of the beholder. The cadence and rhyme move us at hastened clip through the entire sweep of history, revealing on the whirlwind journey that in his heart no beauty throughout all the sweep of human history can compare to the beauty of his loved one, until we arrive at the throne of Eros himself, where his case is presented with a surety of the answer.
hey, neal! i was scrolling through the other comments and saw your picture and name. good to see! hoping you're well in every way, glen
Look into me this is my lady my lovely lady lives in me into this den of heart peacefully with love on the palanquin of rosy buds .............. greatly written
He kissed and clypt them all the day And clypt and kissed them all the night
Giving full marks to the elegance and the beauty of some renowned ladies, the poet finds his muse a cut above the rest and he tells it quite gracefully. Great poem.
i find this poem delightful. i admit, though, i am positively inclined to kilmer from his justly famous poem trees. quite different than this one, but for some reason i'm reminded of shakespeare's sonnet which begins, my mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun. -glen
I would presume from this delightful poem thgat the author did NOT have a roving eye. Yea for love and Joyce Kilmer!
Evoking all the classical comparisons and finding 'No lady is so as mine'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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1/25/2025 8:12:09 PM # 1.0.0
Deep insight an ideal mind, the love and desire of his own making and world where his loving woman reside than other glorious women.A fabulous poem!