The True Beauty (Thomas Carew) [1598--1639]

He  that love 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 neve-dying fires; 

Where these are not, I despisw, 

           Lovely cheeks or lips or eyes.  

                                                                  

                                                                  Thomas Carew