To a Young Lady - a poem by William Cowper 

To a Young Lady
William Cowper

Sweet stream that winds through yonder glade, 
Apt emblem of a virtuous maid
Silent and chaste she steals along, 
Far from the world's gay busy throng: 
With gentle yet prevailing force, 
Intent upon her destined course; 
Graceful and useful all she does, 
Blessing and blest where'er she goes; 
Pure-bosom'd as that watery glass, 
And Heaven reflected in her face.

To a Young Lady
William Cowper

To a Young Lady
a poem by William Cowper