English Poetry. Alexander Pope. Celia. Александр Поуп.

Alexander Pope (Александр Поуп)

Celia

Celia, we know, is sixty-five,
Yet Celia's face is seventeen;
Thus winter in her breast must live,
While summer in her face is seen.

How cruel Celia's fate, who hence
Our heart's devotion cannot try;
Too pretty for our reverence,
Too ancient for our gallantry! 

Alexander Pope’s other poems:

1. The Three Gentle Shepherds
2. Lines on Curll
3. On Certain Ladies
4. Chorus of Youths and Virgins
5. On Seeing the Ladies Crux-Easton Walk in the Woods by the Grotto

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