1.
THERE is a charm without a name,
Which words can never paint,
Where all the Graces join their claim,
Which makes expression faint.
2.
There is a power so mildly sweet,
That all must feel it’s force,
When soft persuasion’s graces meet,
To urge it’s gentle course.
3.
With matchless eloquence divine,
It more than volumes tells,
There wit and sense, and grace combine,
And there perfection dwells.
4.
This little magic charm declares
In one short moment’s time,
What words could scarce convey in years,
Or Genius clothe in Rhyme.
5.
This magic charm, this nameless grace,
Would you know where it lies?
Would you it’s varied motions trace?
Go–seek it in the Eyes!
(Mary Abel Clinckett)
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