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Poem
May 10, 1804
Alexandria Daily Advertiser
Alexandria, Virginia
What is this article about?
A light-hearted poem titled 'The general Lover' in which the speaker declares his attraction to all women, finding charms in every physical attribute, shape, and quality, likening himself to a bee gathering honey from all in love's garden.
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The general Lover.
I never yet could see that face
Which had no charms for me,
From fifteen years to fifty's space,
They all victorious be.
Colour or shape, good limbs or face,
Goodness, or wit, in all I find,
In motion or in speech, a grace,
If all fail, yet 'tis woman kind.
If tall, the name of proper stays ;
If fair she's pleasant as the light,
If low, her prettiness does please,
If dark, what lover loves not night.
The fat, like plenty, fills my heart,
The lean with love makes me to glow ;
If straight, her body's Cupid's dart,
To me, if crooked, 'tis his bow.
Thus, with unwearied wings. I fly
Through all Love's garden and his fields ;
And, like the wise industrious bee,
No weed but honey to me yields.
I never yet could see that face
Which had no charms for me,
From fifteen years to fifty's space,
They all victorious be.
Colour or shape, good limbs or face,
Goodness, or wit, in all I find,
In motion or in speech, a grace,
If all fail, yet 'tis woman kind.
If tall, the name of proper stays ;
If fair she's pleasant as the light,
If low, her prettiness does please,
If dark, what lover loves not night.
The fat, like plenty, fills my heart,
The lean with love makes me to glow ;
If straight, her body's Cupid's dart,
To me, if crooked, 'tis his bow.
Thus, with unwearied wings. I fly
Through all Love's garden and his fields ;
And, like the wise industrious bee,
No weed but honey to me yields.
What sub-type of article is it?
Song
What themes does it cover?
Love Courtship
What keywords are associated?
General Lover
Women's Charms
Universal Attraction
Love's Garden
Bee Metaphor
Poem Details
Title
The General Lover.
Form / Style
Rhymed Couplets
Key Lines
I Never Yet Could See That Face
Which Had No Charms For Me,
From Fifteen Years To Fifty's Space,
They All Victorious Be.
If All Fail, Yet 'Tis Woman Kind.
Thus, With Unwearied Wings. I Fly
Through All Love's Garden And His Fields ;
And, Like The Wise Industrious Bee,
No Weed But Honey To Me Yields.