Classic Poem

Charmers, like you, are dumb, in vain,
Their very silence speaks too plain:
That sparkling eloquence of eyes,
Proclaims you lovely, gay, and wise;
While the mild meanings of your air,
A soul, as soft, as ev'ning show'rs, declare.
Your ev'ry motion, arm'd, with speaking grace,
Tells some new wonder, and assists your face.