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Collected poems

By Austin Dobson: Ninth edition
  

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429

THE NAMELESS CHARM

(Expanded from an Epigram of Piron)

Stella, 'tis not your dainty head,
Your artless look, I own;
'Tis not your dear coquettish tread,
Or this, or that, alone;
Nor is it all your gifts combined;
'Tis something in your face,—
The untranslated, undefined,
Uncertainty of grace,
That taught the Boy on Ida's hill
To whom the meed was due;
All three have equal charms—but still
This one I give it to!