I think Robert Francis deserves to have a few poems on this thread, as well as being mentioned.
THE TWO USES
The eye is not more exquisitely designed
For seeing than it is for being loved.
The same lips curved to speak are curved to kiss.
Even the workaday and practical arm
Becomes all love for love's sake to the lover.
If this is nature's thrift, love thrives on it.
Love never asks the body different
Or ever wants it less ambiguous,
The eye being lovlier for what it sees,
The arm for all it does, the lips for speaking.
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