How does your beauty fair in Godly realms?
My eyes have placed you there for such compare;
For you that earth upon me overwhelms
To mirror of your flair, they're are none there.
So goddess I confer upon your name;
You need not change as you do wear it now,
And gaze your Greek and Roman peers to shame;
Unknown that beauty in such mortals, allow.
But they may look me down with time's decay;
As If unknown that youth shall meet with age,
Yet mine you've won, that upper you'll shall stay
As tho' by God of youth you do assuage.

Immortal you are not but take this truth
That I shall gift by eyes and ever youth!