Who is the author of this poem?

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Well I was looking for poems about love for an assignment and I came across this poem:

Her Beauty



My pen hath not the ink,

Nor my mind the wit,

To capture here in verse by my hand,

Her Beauty I behold.



Light from an endless star filled sky,

Her eyes.

Countless summer's warm gentle breeze,

Her whisper.

A thousand crystal cool mountain streams,

Her kiss.

Miles of pure white sand beach,

Her smile.

Wave after wave of crashing crimson tide,

Her passion.

Ranges of majestic snow capped mountains,

Her strength.

Deepest and widest of dark blue oceans,

Her love.



All of Creation itself fails to compare,

In the entire depth of Universe,

No single being past or now resides,

Her Beauty I behold.



I need two poems which deal with the same theme, and the theme I've chosen is the forms of her beauty, but I can't find the author of the poem above. Please help ASAP! Thanks a heap!As a juxtaposition try also..........







My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun (Sonnet 130)

by William Shakespeare





My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun;

Coral is far more red than her lips' red;

If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun;

If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head.

I have seen roses damasked, red and white,

But no such roses see I in her cheeks;

And in some perfumes is there more delight

Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks.

I love to hear her speak, yet well I know

That music hath a far more pleasing sound;

I grant I never saw a goddess go;

My mistress when she walks treads on the ground.

And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare

As any she belied with false compare.It is beautiful. I'm glad I finally found it.



Her Beauty



My pen hath not the ink,

Nor my mind the wit,

To capture here in verse by my hand,

Her Beauty I behold.



Light from an endless star filled sky,

Her eyes.

Countless summer's warm gentle breeze,

Her whisper.

A thousand crystal cool mountain streams,

Her kiss.

Miles of pure white sand beach,

Her smile.

Wave after wave of crashing crimson tide,

Her passion.

Ranges of majestic snow capped mountains,

Her strength.

Deepest and widest of dark blue oceans,

Her love.



All of Creation itself fails to compare,

In the entire depth of Universe,

No single being past or now resides,

Her Beauty I behold.



Trevor P. Fikkert

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