He That Loves 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 Never-Dying Fires: Where These Are Not, I Despise Lovely Cheeks Or Lips Or Eyes.