The Searched Soul lyrics

When I consider, pro and con,

What things my love is built upon --

A curly mouth; a sinewed wrist;

A questioning brow; a pretty twist

Of words as old and tried as sin;

A pointed ear; a cloven chin;

Long, tapered limbs; and slanted eyes

Not cold nor kind nor darkly wise --

When so I ponder, here apart,

What shallow boons suffice my heart,

What dust-bound trivia capture me,

I marvel at my normalcy.

• Artist:Dorothy Parker